Who got a 'B' in Chemistry? I MOTHERFUCKING DID. I found out just last night and I'm so happy. I worked my ass of for this class. Seriously. It's totally lacking its usual perkiness and size. Another good thing about getting a 'B' is because my classes have been horrific and I desperately need to up my GPA. This year was a kick in the pants about ( Read more... )

I'm still technically at the family reunion, but I have nothing better to do, so I'm going to post about a few things.

!.) I adopted a dog! Her name is Pearl and she's a 3-year-old, 80 lbs, Great Pyrenees. She's so pretty and smart and I'm at peace with myself in a way that I haven't been since my dog Alex died 2 years ago. It's also worth noting ( Read more... )

Nobody be alarmed by my icon, I just love it so much I had to throw it up. This quote is property of littlemute 's webcomic Knights Errant which is fantastic and full of men being mercenaries while having ulterior motives. Go check it out if you haven't already! (go! go! go!)

So, what have I been up to? Well, during the Memorial Day weekend I went to ( Read more... )

Today is the day after Christmas for me. Technically the day after the day after but I haven't called it a night yet so it still counts. But yes, today is the day after Christmas.

Due to family chaos (death, significant others, friendmas, etc), my family didn't celebrate Christmas on the 25th or any of the near subsequent days. It happened on the ( Read more... )

Mostly because I really don't know.

So much has happened in the past four days that I have literally ridden the emotional equivalent of the fastest most scary roller coaster ever.

Sunday I got the call that my great grandmother died. She was nearly 92 and it hurt. I wasn't sad she died; she's lived a full life full of adventure. Who else do you know ( Read more... )

Remember me saying I won't be traveling until Thanksgiving unless something bad happens ( Read more... )

I was going to write about my first week back in school and first impressions finally following my childhood dream on Saturday during one of my breaks in homework. Then life happened.

My mom, who only had a slight stomachache Friday night, called me fuck-ass early Saturday needing me to pick her up from a hotel in Sherman (she was trying to drive to ( Read more... )

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Well, I suppose the icon is very appropriate in some ways. I didn't get accepted into the UNT counseling program -- again. This time, I'm not as devastated. Actually, after my initial crying spell -- which I blame on my cat Mina meowing the moment after I finished the letter -- I was more angry than hurt. I pretty much reverted to a philosophy I ( Read more... )