I am home..I am happy.
I now have everything.

Except a job..cause I'm quitting.

And that's okay.

I decided yesterday that I was going to drive home unannounced at midnight to show up really late at my house, sneak in with flowers and a card, and be my own gift to my mother on her day. It worked, she was shocked, holy shit I feel really good right now ( Read more... )

For some reason, I can't seem to materialize thoughts to people in conversation..so entry form is the next best bet. I apologize, but I really need to just get this out ( Read more... )

I can't sleep and I'm shaking ( Read more... )

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Well, after all of the drama of trying to move out of Mallet, I find myself staying for next semester and liking it. I think it will work out for the best, and I have come to a great many realizations about assemblies of this nature. Mallet, I have decided, is a reality bounded in the walls of Byrd Hall. That which exists outside of Mallet and ( Read more... )

The registration process has finally come to a halt for me, the dust has settled on the battlefield.
I've registered myself for 21 hours next semester: 6 of those however are waitlisted classes.
I hope to god I know what I'm doing.

Things I have decided for myself that I think I should share with the world ( Read more... )

I feel sick..
It tickles me how the United States acts as the parents of the world...and I quote "Colin Powell plans to travel to the middle east, but only if Syria starts to act better". Lame.
Finished one of the last papers in EN-155 (Films as Cultural Texts). It feels a little anti-climactic in John Q., considering the past papers were on ( Read more... )