Hello, everyone.
Ah, yes, so it's been a really long time since I've written.
So, let me just sum some things up:
-I'm dating Pip. I'm very happy with him.
-Pip's going into bootcamp for the US Navy in early June. I'm not very happy about that.
-I'm struggling in French class. Again.
-I entered a Metro State writing competition. I don't think I won anything, but they were supposed to have announced the winners already. I'm tearing my hair out just waiting to hear about how I lost miserably to one of the many girls with thesaruses who entered their short memoirs about eating disorders and finding Jesus.
-I'm on a low-dose antidepressant for anxiety and it makes my brain feel funny occassionally. Mainly when I wake up in the morning. It's also given me this vaguely nauseated feeling in the pit of my stomach that exists all day, every day. Fun stuff.
-I'm out of money. Even more disheartening, I'm almost out of cigarettes.
-Final tests are in a week.
-I think I have to move back in with my parents after finals, due to the money thing.
-Listening to my editing teacher talk is beginning to give me this throbbing migraine. Shut up, lady.
So, yeah. Like I've said over and over again, I'll try to blog more. It gives me something to do in editing class.
I'm sleepy and I would like to go home. I hope this freak-woman wraps things up soon. I would like nothing more than to sleep in a dark room for an hour or six.
So, let me just sum some things up:
-I'm dating Pip. I'm very happy with him.
-Pip's going into bootcamp for the US Navy in early June. I'm not very happy about that.
-I'm struggling in French class. Again.
-I entered a Metro State writing competition. I don't think I won anything, but they were supposed to have announced the winners already. I'm tearing my hair out just waiting to hear about how I lost miserably to one of the many girls with thesaruses who entered their short memoirs about eating disorders and finding Jesus.
-I'm on a low-dose antidepressant for anxiety and it makes my brain feel funny occassionally. Mainly when I wake up in the morning. It's also given me this vaguely nauseated feeling in the pit of my stomach that exists all day, every day. Fun stuff.
-I'm out of money. Even more disheartening, I'm almost out of cigarettes.
-Final tests are in a week.
-I think I have to move back in with my parents after finals, due to the money thing.
-Listening to my editing teacher talk is beginning to give me this throbbing migraine. Shut up, lady.
So, yeah. Like I've said over and over again, I'll try to blog more. It gives me something to do in editing class.
I'm sleepy and I would like to go home. I hope this freak-woman wraps things up soon. I would like nothing more than to sleep in a dark room for an hour or six.