It's been for freaking ever. Sorry about that. As much as I hate to do it because it's what everyone's been doing, here's my xanga ( Read more... )

Today was a good day. A seriously good day. I had some quality time with my fellow Lizes, I've spent less than a hundred dollars on my books so far (), I had Jimmy John's for lunch/dinner, and I got to chat with Megan and Melissa for a long time, which was really nice. My room is clean, I found some more shelving for both myself and my roomie, ( Read more... )

So here I am, back at Butler (at my very own computer) with the promise of a day spent with my friends tomorrow before I hit the books again. It's eleven o'clock and I'm tired. What? Yes, that's right, tired. I feel like Grandmas ( Read more... )

Laundry, laundry, laundry, and packing! I guess it's a good thing, but I really don't like this part of going back to school. I'll probably forget half my crap, and then what will I do? I'm going back to Butler as soon as game day traffic clears. I don't know if I can watch this game. Too much pressure....

Bored. SO bored. Can't believe it's only 3 in the afternoon ( Read more... )

I'm not sure what I wanted out of this break, but I don't think I got it. What's more, I don't think it was possible to get it. It's like this, when you move past a time in your life you were glad to leave, the place you called home during that time, as much as you may have loved it, is no longer the same home it was. I'm not comfortable with ( Read more... )

I'm sick. Not like, "I'm dying just let me stay in bed all day" sick. Just "I don't wanna get out of bed but I guess having a headache and sore throat isn't a good enough excuse to get me out of family obligations". Although...if it keeps getting worse I may die. That's right, I might drown in phlegm. Ugh. But that's a whole lot more than you ( Read more... )

I had a dream. A young woman was inside a house she had not seen in a long time. It was the house that had seen many of her tears, and many of her darkest moments. It was the house that had seen misery that was real, and misery that was the exaggeration of a childish mind. It was a house she had been glad to leave. In the dream, the girl stood on ( Read more... )

Do you ever have those moments when you're sitting in a room full of your relatives and suddenly it just hits you like a swift kick in the face that you share genetics with the ill-mannered, disrespectful, self-absorbed spawn of mental disease sitting around you, and you wish for just a second you had been orphaned at birth and had no idea that ( Read more... )

Hello lovely people ( Read more... )