On Saturday night, I celebrated my 21st birthday. Because Western Massachusetts doesn't have the most exciting or interesting bar scene, I stayed in and got just a little extra drunk with good people ( Read more... )

I'm 21. It wasn't a very exciting night.
But truly, it does feel good.

I honestly don't think I'll be over the Patriots' loss for a very long time.
Fucking tragic.
Seriously.

Today I ( Read more... )

Finally finally finally back.
I've reunited with Emma and Jorie and things haven't changed. That's a good thing. My first night was much more eventful than I had expected it to be, and I feel good. I don't want to go so far as to say that I'm completely happy already, but I do feel good.

So that's a start.

After seeing and loving There Will Be Blood twice, I decided to watch the one Paul Thomas Anderson movie I hadn't seen. So I just finished watching Magnolia, and I liked it. But I didn't enjoy it. There's too much truth, and the feelings are too close to what I and other regular people know.
I loved There Will Be Blood and No Country for Old Men. ( Read more... )

I'm home for almost a full week for Thanksgiving Break. Hoorah for having off-campus classes on Tuesdays. I got home Monday evening, probably leaving Monday morning ( Read more... )

It took a huge slap in the face for me to realize how badly my insecurities were getting the better of me. I was sabotaging my well-being and the best relationship I've ever been in ( Read more... )

Bianca is so good. Freaking out about something stupid, she always knows how to make me feel better ( Read more... )

Feeling much better, my funk is on its way out ( Read more... )