Apparently, I am, indeed, going to NEU. I have been somewhere between being absolutely geting away to Boston and hopelessly trapped at BCC for ages, confusing everyone around me. The problem was that, whenever I would excitedly tell someone of my plans to go to NEU, I'd leave out the uncertainites that, frankly, had nothing to do with my own ( Read more... )

I'm not sure how, but the universe always seems to work things out for me. If I were religious, I'd blame god. It's almost as though whenever I desperately need something - there it is, so long as I've tried to get it myself first. As if the universe is like, oh, well - hey, you tried. I mean, it's like, if I try to do something and or fix ( Read more... )

hah - reduced to stealing quizzes from Meredith's livejournal.

I really need to get a life.


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I have been in the most fabulous mood all day. Perphaps it had something to do with it being a friday and a half day and a three-day weekend ( Read more... )

I gave her my essay today. Granted, I had to track her down to give it to her. I wasn't about to leave it in her mailbox, but at least it's in. It's lovely getting work done. Knock some of the weight from off my shoulders, eh ( Read more... )

Oye.

Up and Down and Up and Down. This is my eighteenth post of the day because my mood changes every five minutes. These are, of course, approximations (sp?).

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This smell of smoke is choking me, and if my dog ignores me to jump all over you

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I just spent an entire afternoon watching bad movies. One of the these happened to be The Butterfly Effect.  I've written this post to express my feelings on said flim.

what.  the.  fuck?

I've finished my painting, and, to be frank, I quite like it. At AC Moore the other day, I decided randomly to buy a canvas and some modeling paste (possibly the most fun medium to play with, I highly recomend it). I think that next time I travel to some place that can sell me some canvas, I'll buy a few more. The piece I just did gave me an ( Read more... )

I love painting!

That is all.

I had forgotten I enjoy school. I had also, somehow, forgotten that it really isn't terribly difficult. Being behind takes it's toll, creates a shadow that is always threatening to overtake me from the back of my mind ( Read more... )