The library has been so good for me lately. THe past three nights, I have been there til it closed. It's amazing how many people are there at midnight...being studious...doing what I rarely have the strength to do ( Read more... )

It's cliché, I know. But so true ( Read more... )

My mother is fabulous ( Read more... )

an uneasy churning deep in my stonach ( Read more... )

It hurts to swallow.

NO.

I am getting better and I refuse to be sick again. I just can't. If you are sick, do not breathe on me please. I will cut you. Or have April punch you in the face cuz I know she's been wanting to do some face punching lately.

Despite my better judgment, I am going to bed.

I am really frustrated with my inability to focus in my apartment. Last night, I went to the library for two and a half hours and did the readings for my EJ class and wrote my response paper. That NEVER happens here. I just can't. I don't know why. I don't get why I'm so much more prone to facebook/livejournal/myspace when I'm at home. And I ( Read more... )

http://dana.ucc.nau.edu//grj5/570web/peace_movie2.mov

I wonder at the way kids express themselves. When do we lose that?

wow ( Read more... )

I just listened to the song, "Sand in My Shoes" by Dido and it pretty much put my thoughts to song and helped me appreciate what I've been struggling to appreciate.

Some pieces just tumbled to rest in their proper place.

Despite the difficult (painful, sad, sick, late) start to my day, I would say the day was pretty wonderous ( Read more... )