I really should go to bed. I have to be up in seven hours, and at Yee's house in eight hours. But really, I just have to much to write about right now, and I keep meaning to make an entry here about it, and I keep getting side-tracked. I want to make sure to get it done here and now ( Read more... )

So, I went to the college today to schedule an advising session with an advisor, and to schedule placement tests, and it turns out that I got to take part of my placement tests today. English and Reading Placement tests are now officially done with ( Read more... )

My favorite vacation is a tie between two places. I just can't decide between them ( Read more... )

*smiles* Having a lovely conversation with my sister right now. I have somewhat mixed feelings about her coming home for the summer. In many ways, I'm thrilled that she'll be around more often, but then I am reminded that she does not pick up after herself, feels free to invite her friends and boyfriend over whenever, for however long, and often ( Read more... )

Why do I feel guilty? Perhaps I do, just for expressing my feelings to someone, and not for merely feeling those things. No, I -know- why. It barely just occured to me. I feel guilty because I feel empty inside for no reason at all, when there are other people in the world that have nothing, and feel completely filled with happiness for just the ( Read more... )

I just got a call from my sister. She just got an email from one of her professors saying that her paper was the best argued of any that she had read, and Kim was so completely thrilled. I'm so happy for her. And it made me smile that she would think to call me, out of everyone she could call, to spread her happy news ( Read more... )

My sister and I ( Read more... )

Ummm... Untitled (I could -not- think of a good title, for some reason)

It slips between your fingers, grains of time flowing free
But holding on tighter still, you can't seem to see
That which you capture, and can't bear to release
That which you hold prisoner, will eventually seek
a way to escape you, a way to break free.

( Highly Depressing Poem - Do not read, if you think it might be too much )

It's rather late, and I am supposed to be awake in about six hours from now. But I just realized that I have rather a lot to write about, and I'd like to get it all down in her before I forget about it, which I often seem to do. If I'm this senile now, what will my memory be like when I'm thirty? Or forty? I could be in trouble ( Read more... )

She packed all of her things and now she's gone ( Read more... )