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So the phone numbers are pouring in, I have way more than I did on my old cell phone, mind you I will probably never call half of these people. And I still do not have some people's numbers that I actually would like to talk to such as Jordan, Frank Eves, Leo, Derek Michels, Liz Conway, or several others who I talk to occasionally but not frequently enough to have memorized their number. Bah! I will find them somehow.
Tomorrow I am apparently going to Shreveport to find a dress for this wedding, I am a little excited, only because I haven't really left Alexandria since I got here in May, I always volunteer to stay home with the dogs whenever my family goes somewhere, and let me tell you, its wearing me down. I'm not used to being trapped in such a way. At school if I wanted to pick up and go to Natchitoches or Alexandria I could. Hell if I had somewhere to stay in New Orleans I would be down there every other weekend. Well, I guess I do have somewhere to stay, I could stay with Matt or Madeline or really with a hundred other people, but I really hate imposing on them. Especially since whenever I stay with someone they expect me to hang out with them considerably more than I would want to. Not that I don't want to hang out with them, its just I have a lot of people to see down there and usually limited time. Even Matt gets slightly offended when I go out with someone else instead of going out with him to some bar or another. So i usually like to have a neutral place, like a hotel, to stay. Of course I don't really have the money to stay in a hotel every other weekend, hence why I am not down there all the time.
Anyway, I am both dreading and anticipating going back to school, I will have my freedom back, but I will be stressed out all over again and have more work to do. Bah! I need to do well this semester, and I'm not just saying that like every other semester, this semester will ultimately decide whether or not I will stay at Centenary. So, I need to get on it.
In REAL news and not random reflective babbling, I have discovered how to set up my voice mail on my phone. Ok, so thats not news, thats just me being happy that people can finally leave me messages.... of course that would mean that people would actually have to call me. Whatever. I should get back to work. WORK!
Tomorrow I am apparently going to Shreveport to find a dress for this wedding, I am a little excited, only because I haven't really left Alexandria since I got here in May, I always volunteer to stay home with the dogs whenever my family goes somewhere, and let me tell you, its wearing me down. I'm not used to being trapped in such a way. At school if I wanted to pick up and go to Natchitoches or Alexandria I could. Hell if I had somewhere to stay in New Orleans I would be down there every other weekend. Well, I guess I do have somewhere to stay, I could stay with Matt or Madeline or really with a hundred other people, but I really hate imposing on them. Especially since whenever I stay with someone they expect me to hang out with them considerably more than I would want to. Not that I don't want to hang out with them, its just I have a lot of people to see down there and usually limited time. Even Matt gets slightly offended when I go out with someone else instead of going out with him to some bar or another. So i usually like to have a neutral place, like a hotel, to stay. Of course I don't really have the money to stay in a hotel every other weekend, hence why I am not down there all the time.
Anyway, I am both dreading and anticipating going back to school, I will have my freedom back, but I will be stressed out all over again and have more work to do. Bah! I need to do well this semester, and I'm not just saying that like every other semester, this semester will ultimately decide whether or not I will stay at Centenary. So, I need to get on it.
In REAL news and not random reflective babbling, I have discovered how to set up my voice mail on my phone. Ok, so thats not news, thats just me being happy that people can finally leave me messages.... of course that would mean that people would actually have to call me. Whatever. I should get back to work. WORK!