How come every time I re-motivate myself to get my act together something comes along that stops me dead in my tracks? My psychologist asked me to take a physical to make sure that I didn't have any physical problems that could be causing my panic attacks. I went in expecting nothing to be wrong, I am twenty, I feel fine, I haven't been ill or felt ( Read more... )

It has been a while since I updated I don't really know where to begin. I am seeing a counselor about the issues i have been having, and it seems to be going well. She is really nice and really interested in helping me get back on track in academia and in my own mind. I survived halloween with only mild humiliation, no thanks to Karly, Tyler, Adam ( Read more... )

I have jet black hair now.

I feel like everything is falling apart. I hate school. I hate everything about it right now. I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life and I can't sit through classes when I have no direction. I hate the people I am forced to work with. I love my job, but I dread going there because I will have to endure what feels like constant ( Read more... )

Maybe I can sing! I auditioned for a really difficult soprano solo in Handel's Dixit Dominus that I am singing with the chamber choir at school. I didn't really expect to get it because I have had a really bad attitude toward the director lately, but figured I should give it a shot because I would really regret it if I didn't try. John announced ( Read more... )

I haven't been to my Psyc class since the first day because I didn't see much point in going to listen to a scatter brained teacher. Well, it is now the fourth or fifth week of school and we were supposed to have a test so I showed up and in walked the teacher, only it is a completely different professor than the one on the first day! I am on the ( Read more... )

We are doing fine. He let me invade his much cherished relaxation time, as frustrating as I am for him. He is really wonderful to be with. I am very happy ( Read more... )

I feel like I am being given the run around. Being a kind, polite, understanding woman sucks.

Comfortable is a great word to describe my night with "The Devil." It was really wonderful. I don't need to write down all the boring details, and all the important stuff is too difficult to describe. We had great conversations and there was none of the typical first date awkwardness, probably because we have known each other for a year and a half ( Read more... )

There isn't much point in updating this right now, I just can't sleep and can't think of anything better to do. I spoke with "the Devil" tonight and we have agreed that we are "quite smitten" with one another. We are just going to hang out tomorrow but have a big fancy date planed for Friday. He is going to cook for me! I am very excited. I don't ( Read more... )