try a little tenderness... Jesus?
oooo.... it's been a while, old friend.
you know how sometimes you're feeling so sad or mad or bad about something that you just want to find the darkest, deepest, most closed off from all civilization hole you can find, and make it a cozy home for yourself? well this isn't one of those times. at least not a time for a deep dark hole. maybe just a close to the surface, one window, two bath kind of hole.
this summer i was dreading so much having to go to peirce. it's amazing how things can make a complete 90 degree turn around. we've made it close to the end of our first quarter. me and regina have been glued at the hip and have even made some (1) friends. he's a little spotty on his lunch appearances, but i have a good feeling about him.
but, as all love stories go, this one's coming to a tragic end. with the new quarter comes new classes, and big changes. regina's transferring to cpt (which is amazing for her! there's a culinary program there and she's gonna iron chef it up!), and i'm trying to find the right classes to take so i can transfer next fall. the only problem is the one thing that's always held me back. the devil, also known as algebra. will i pass or won't i? that's the question. and if i don't, will i ever be able to get out of here? i guess there's two questions.
at least i've got my love to keep me warmmmm (yay crisp-mas!!!)
you know how sometimes you're feeling so sad or mad or bad about something that you just want to find the darkest, deepest, most closed off from all civilization hole you can find, and make it a cozy home for yourself? well this isn't one of those times. at least not a time for a deep dark hole. maybe just a close to the surface, one window, two bath kind of hole.
this summer i was dreading so much having to go to peirce. it's amazing how things can make a complete 90 degree turn around. we've made it close to the end of our first quarter. me and regina have been glued at the hip and have even made some (1) friends. he's a little spotty on his lunch appearances, but i have a good feeling about him.
but, as all love stories go, this one's coming to a tragic end. with the new quarter comes new classes, and big changes. regina's transferring to cpt (which is amazing for her! there's a culinary program there and she's gonna iron chef it up!), and i'm trying to find the right classes to take so i can transfer next fall. the only problem is the one thing that's always held me back. the devil, also known as algebra. will i pass or won't i? that's the question. and if i don't, will i ever be able to get out of here? i guess there's two questions.
at least i've got my love to keep me warmmmm (yay crisp-mas!!!)