I don't know why I thought to, but I decided to log in and check on livejournal today, and oddly enough it has been a year. Perhaps there is something about this moment during the semester that I feel the need to go back in time and see who I used to be. Perhaps there is something about the week of Thanksgiving that brings back where I have been ( Read more... )

It is funny to go back and read the last journal posts all 8 of my livejournal friends had posted. Most are from at least 2 years ago. It is funny because B's last entry talks about a new distraction who has become her husband! Squid is still in Chicago and going to marry the Pxy who is probably back down to mild-moderate. the Xesy one is not ( Read more... )

There are things that make me want to shout, to scream, to rejoice, to celebrate going on in my life right now. So many WONDERFUL things ( Read more... )

I want to personally murder LC's person. I despise what she had to do the other night. And to hear her talk about it, I know that she is holding back more about what really happened ( Read more... )

Sometimes I think having a good memory is a bad thing.  There are things I don't want to remember... things I want to forget ( Read more... )

It was a strange day.  The past two Fridays have been most bizarre actually, and I've finally figured out why.  For the first time in my entire life, I am in a classroom at 3pm on a Friday afternoon.  Even being in a classroom at 2pm on a Friday afternoon is strange, but I did that in high school.  No, I actually teach a class on Friday at 3.  And ( Read more... )

i sense christmas.  usually i am looking forward to this time of year, and i guess i sort of am... the air changes, people become more excited and active, signs of fall start appearing in stores and random houses... i sense it and i want to feel the happiness i used to feel for this time of year ( Read more... )

my heart aches... physically aches with pain ( Read more... )

i became so frustrated at work today that I had to take a walk.  I walked to the other end of the campus, took off my flipflops, and walked the length of the campus back to my office walking only through grass (which meant I had to go around some buildings at times ( Read more... )

Drama and Trauma... why is it that I seem to be the only person at work who works?  and why is it that people can't seem to keep the focus where the focus is supposed to be?  I am student focused and if others can't respect that, then maybe I need a new job ( Read more... )