It has been approximately forever since I've been on LJ. Being in a relationship and having a life severely cuts into one's internet time. Especially when classes don't require a laptop, and hence no bored surfing/posting ( Read more... )

I've been up all night (because, thanks to weekend on-calls and fire alarms at 3:30am, I'm now nocturnal again), and despite watching the days slip away and these tests barreling at me, I have yet to study for them.

So, I am now looking at a 4-class day when I've skipped just as many in the past two because I couldn't drag myself out of bed for them ( Read more... )

I am being a giant Scrooge today (what's the Valentine's equivalent of Scrooge? The world definitely needs one), and pouting and generally being a Debbie Downer because I am on-call, and it's Sunday, and it's also Mardi Gras break and did I mention I was on-call. I can't even leave the building today. Usually, I would at the very least give my ( Read more... )

Most of the time, I don't mind not having a significant other. I don't mind not having drama, I don't mind not having someone to fight with, or over, or be jealous about, or share everything with. I don't mind not spending money on someone else all the time, or getting in trouble for not remember anniversaries (because I have a feeling I'm going to ( Read more... )

And I am severely :[ frownyface at the prospect of leaving Houston today. I'm not going to get to say a proper goodbye to my dad because he has to work, and I'm not going to get to cry to myself because I'll be riding with Lauren. Who I had a fight with tonight, because she thinks she's an adult and I don't. We have very differing ideas on what an ( Read more... )

Booth and Brennan's toasting with champagne (Can I interest you in some shampagen?) is appropriate ( Read more... )

a smattering of drops on the pane
the precipitation I have always known
gives me comfort of my home

[/impromptu poetry]

Downloading episodes of Glee while I paint Mom's birthday gift. Got a bunch of cork cut in circles, and I'm painting them into coasters. Different drink logos on them, since I decided to paint the color of the rainbow yesterday. ( Read more... )

I might be depressed.

I think I'm brooding again.

I'm starting to dwell on what I think are regrets.

Feel like I made all the wrong decisions about college now. Where I am, how I introduced myself and what I'm doing. Don't know how to feel confident in a major I don't really want to be in, or comfortable at a school where I know people yet spend a Friday night in my ( Read more... )

And I'm back to this again. Fuck.

( I don't know how to fucking TELL people this. All I can do is say it and hope that I'll figure it the fuck out. Because I'm feeling seriously alone and I don't know what talking will do from hundreds of miles away. )