So after staying up an entire night to cram for my motivation final and mysterious hangovers resulting from lighter-fluid inhalation and lack of sleep... I am in the final stretch.  There are only 2 tests that stand between me and summer.  I feel like this year has completely flown by and  I can't figure out if that is a good thing or a bad thing ( Read more... )

I must be in love if I'm feeling so sentimental over a single song in a children's movie.  And a poem in a Neruda book.

I am up at 7am....not tired. Ick.

I emptied out the car and found the Across the Universe CD in the player. We jumped it and cleaned it and drove it around for a little while.  Then as it sat in the driveway, I slowly got out of the silver mitsubishi...stepped away and started sobbing.

Tomorrow it will be gone.  All of him.  Everything he had here.  Now the CD's all thats left.

So I have a stats final tomorrow...

...totally thought it was a week from tomorrow.

It's 5:35 AM and FML.

LMAO

You would think, its a piece of cloth.  A piece of cloth that fits me perfectly, that is exactly the right color green to compliment my skin tone, and that is a soft and flowing.  This dress, with it's plunging back, got me stares.  This dress was in over 100 photographs, and it danced, and it has only ever been mine. Still it is just a dress ( Read more... )

I feel things changing.  My life has done an about-face and I'm caught off guard by what  I see in the mirror.  I maintain a better image.  A cool, calm and collected persona.  I feel detached, but it's not always a bad thing.  I feel somewhat detached from what people think of me, from what my parents expect of me and from humanity in general.  ( Read more... )

It means so much to me to have a man.  A man who loves me and only wants to see me happy.  A man who spends time trying to inspire my confidence, who can handle me when I'm angry and who doesn't have to fully understand me to love me.  A man who went out of his way to track down a type of candy, because he knew that just once it made me happy ( Read more... )

Yesterday I woke up at 10 to study for my Drugs and Behavior Quiz, and rushed out of the house at 11:40 for class at 11:50.

Funny thing though, my class is at 12:50 on Wednesdays.  That shows you how often I go.  So I sat for about an hour studying the book (and enjoying the sunny day) then took the test and was pretty much the first person to turn ( Read more... )

Again with the depression shit.  This time I sat on my couch underneath my blanket and kept telling myself it would be ok.  And it is.  It's really ok. Nevermind that I've been contemplating quite a bit on my mother and her hold on me.  She's afraid of losing me, because she's built her life around me.  But Aunt Barb was right...it's not my place ( Read more... )

...a post about the week past, kittens and morocho.  A post about my crisis of identity and how I am moving toward a better future.  A post about working out and getting straight A's.

...but I have class...so later.