Tonight was the last party. Not actually, but of the MT crew. Meaning that I won't see Jim and Gordy for a month. I just went six days without seeing them, and that was the longest it's been since January. Tomorrow I'll say goodbye to the team. Not that it's really good bye, we'll still see each other and hang out, but individually, not ( Read more... )

GRRRR. So I am really excited about this weekend. I really want to go camping. I could go camping with my cousins any time, I just thought it would be fun to take the team. Honestly, it's a lot of work, and not exactly convenient for anyone. I know that, in fact, they all want to come home right away. Fine. But stop complaining, please. And ( Read more... )

I was in a bad mood when I came home from the game. I started opening my graduation gifts. That cheered me up. A lot. I love my friends. I love Ella. She and Elz made me the sweetest care package ever. Then on top of it, instead of writing the school like she did for Amy, she wrote my breakfast name. I almost started crying, except that I' ( Read more... )

I'm over it...but it still puts a know in my stomach.

I just can't look you in the eyes ( Read more... )

I keep telling myself it's ok. I should be used to it by now. But for some reason my expectations were higher than they used to be. They shouldn't have been. I guess I just thought things could somehow go back to normal, like before the summer. But they're different now, they always will be. It really hurts. I didn't realize how much we'd ( Read more... )

In order for me to do my best, I need to be challenged. If I'm not, I slack off because I can, I don't need to try. Challenge me, please. I want to do well.

I am a little bit irritated at the moment. You see, some jerk rear-ended my little sister while she was on her way to school. Then he proceded to drive away. She stopped, but he did not. Some witnesses stopped, called the cops. They said that she shouldn't have stopped so quickly, and it was her fault. Um, excuse me. I've driven that thing ( Read more... )

Over and over they just keep telling me that where I go to undergrad doesn't really matter. As long as I go to grad school, nobody cares. Nobody ever asks where you went to undergrad anyway ( Read more... )

So I realized a few minutes ago that I am following in the steps of two people, both VERY different from me -- personality, style, taste, interests, you name it. But in terms of life journey, it's crazy how much our aspirations overlap. Rachel goes to Iowa. She's majoring in the area that I plan to: Iinternational Studies. She's considering ( Read more... )