Who was just accepted for a DPhil at Oxford? ME
Who was given a faculty scholarship (fees and maintenance)? ME
Who is fucking brilliant? ME

Ok, so that was shamelessly self-congratulatory, but still. I get to go to Oxford, and they're paying for it. Wow.

Guess what? I'm really feeling an urge to brag right now, because I JUST GOT MY FIRST OFFER FOR PHD PROGRAMS!!!! Yes, that's right, its only September and I have already been accepted. Ok, Ok, it's only to Newcastle, but still. I'm quite certain that I am the only person in my MA program who has already been accepted somewhere. Plus, I just got ( Read more... )

So, my sweetheart wanted to clean out and reorganize the closets yesterday. I was irritated at first, but it prompted me to try on a skirt that I haven't been able to wear since I was 19 and...it fits! That means, I am now thinner than I was when I left Baldwin! Go me!

I don't want to write anything anymore. I just don't. Yeah, its fun when its over and you get to read it and realize that its good, but right now I just want to stop.
What made me think I was good at this shit?

My parents are coming tomorrow. Actually tonight, but since they're getting really late, I don't have to see them until tomorrow ( Read more... )

It seems there is one place where we can both legally live, and that would be (drumroll please) the UK. So we're talking about it.
I'm not sure if this should make me really happy or really sad.

I need help ( Read more... )

Okay, a woman meets a man while at her mother's funeral. He's perfect, handsome, charming, and even though it's the first time she's meet him, and she's at the funeral, she instantly falls in love. But....she forgets to ask for his phone number. After the funeral, she spends a few days trying to locate him, but can't ( Read more... )

I haven't updated this in a really really long time, and I had no intention of updating it until I got a "nudge" telling me that I should. Is anyone still remotely interested in reading about me? Suprising if they are. What do I actually have to say ( Read more... )

I am. Every since I started to sort of get over my fear of the devil lurking behind every closet door, I've developed a really horrifying fixation on death. I can't seem to accept the fact that one I day, I will cease to exist. The past week or two, before I fall asleep at night, I find myself thinking about what it will be like to realize, when ( Read more... )