My journal is private. So very private. But I bet if you ask you can probably read it.

There's a lot to think about right now ( Read more... )

And just when I think life can't get more complicated than this... my phone shatters into a thousand tiny pieces.

Well... damn.

Books are boxed.  One small step, right?  I need to go through my clothes.  They take up the most space in this place.  Oh, I put most of my craft things in a box, but I don't know if anything else will need to go inside so I can't shut it yet.  Office supplies are going soon, too.  This place is more cluttered than ever before with all these boxes ( Read more... )

It's getting close now.  Only fifteen days remaining, I know I have to begin the arduous task of packing up my life.  It's not a matter of if or when to begin; it's how.  How do I do this?  Where do I start?  I've never done anything like this before ( Read more... )

Today I was reminded why I decided to move to Florida in the first place ( Read more... )

Ben and I got in a fight.  Neither of us acted correctly, and we know it.  It's probably the biggest conflict we've had thus far in our relationship.  I called my mom to talk to her about it and get some emotional support.  She told me that it just brings up the fact that she and my dad are worried about the possibility of me going to Florida only ( Read more... )

I'll tell you what I told Ben very very early this morning:  How the heck did I get here ( Read more... )

The Facebook is a strange invention.  It unites classmates with fellow classmates, schoolmates with fellow schoolmates, and friends with old friends.  It also has a weird way of reuniting you with old friends, whether you like it or not.  I've never been very discriminating with my friends on The Facebook.  Unlike with Myspace, I generally accept ( Read more... )

Okay, so it's been an interesting couple of weeks, and sorry I've not been one to update.  Here's kind of the run-down of what God has done:

The Apartment:  I received only one response to my craigslist ad for an apartment.  It turns out one was all I needed.  The apartment is in a house just a couple blocks from The Capitol.  Ben has a friend or ( Read more... )