BEDA Entry 23: This is Just Bad Writing
Have you guys ever seen the movie Secret Window based on a Steven King novel? Do you remember the part where Johnny Depp's character, Mort, starts typing something and then he says out loud, "This is just bad writing." Then his other personality proceeds to reply, "You know what to do, so do it." Agreeing with the voice in his head, Mort deletes the entire block of text.
Yeah, that whole scene was so me right now minus the second personality. That's not to say I don't talk to myself, though, but my writing is so horrendous right now. I almost wrote "write now" instead of "right now." What?!
I was thinking about going off on the bad writing tangent and bringing up my role in my university's writing center. However, I don't really have any good stories I can think of at the moment.
I guess I'll just report a little bit about my day and call it a blog. We had our Sigma Tau Delta induction today since it is Shakespeare's birthday. It was fun and I officially passed my office to someone else. We're going to Montgomery this weekend to see F. Scott Fitzgerald's home and go to the Rosa Parks' Civil Rights Museum. I'm excited.
Yesterday, I found out I was offered a TA position at the university my brother currently attends. If I accepted it, I could still live at home, have my tuition paid, and receive a fairly good stipend. At the same time, I really feel like it would be a mistake for me to stay here. As if it was a sign, today, I received my acceptance packet from Auburn with all the information about getting registered and such. I spent the afternoon making a doctor's appointment to update my shots and trying to see about getting advised so I can register. I'm trying to convince my mom to go down to Auburn with me either tomorrow or next Friday so I can look for an apartment and such. I'm honestly a bit stressed and scared about it, but I really feel like it's where I belong.
This evening, I talked to my parents about getting my own insurance policy and all the bills I would need to pay each month. We also discussed if I wanted to remain a "dependent" and stay on their insurance policy. I wasn't really sure which I should do. Then, my dad said, "Well, you can always just go to *insert name of brother's school here* and live at home." It sort of shocked me that they would want me to still live at home, but I explained that I felt like it was my time to move out. It touched me that my dad really wanted me to stay, though.
Well, I think that's enough blogging. It's midnight right now anyway. Sorry this post was boring. Maybe I'll think of something good to write about tomorrow.
Oh oh oh oh oh and since everyone else asks people to ask them questions for a future blog...ask me questions? I owe Casey some questions.
Yeah, that whole scene was so me right now minus the second personality. That's not to say I don't talk to myself, though, but my writing is so horrendous right now. I almost wrote "write now" instead of "right now." What?!
I was thinking about going off on the bad writing tangent and bringing up my role in my university's writing center. However, I don't really have any good stories I can think of at the moment.
I guess I'll just report a little bit about my day and call it a blog. We had our Sigma Tau Delta induction today since it is Shakespeare's birthday. It was fun and I officially passed my office to someone else. We're going to Montgomery this weekend to see F. Scott Fitzgerald's home and go to the Rosa Parks' Civil Rights Museum. I'm excited.
Yesterday, I found out I was offered a TA position at the university my brother currently attends. If I accepted it, I could still live at home, have my tuition paid, and receive a fairly good stipend. At the same time, I really feel like it would be a mistake for me to stay here. As if it was a sign, today, I received my acceptance packet from Auburn with all the information about getting registered and such. I spent the afternoon making a doctor's appointment to update my shots and trying to see about getting advised so I can register. I'm trying to convince my mom to go down to Auburn with me either tomorrow or next Friday so I can look for an apartment and such. I'm honestly a bit stressed and scared about it, but I really feel like it's where I belong.
This evening, I talked to my parents about getting my own insurance policy and all the bills I would need to pay each month. We also discussed if I wanted to remain a "dependent" and stay on their insurance policy. I wasn't really sure which I should do. Then, my dad said, "Well, you can always just go to *insert name of brother's school here* and live at home." It sort of shocked me that they would want me to still live at home, but I explained that I felt like it was my time to move out. It touched me that my dad really wanted me to stay, though.
Well, I think that's enough blogging. It's midnight right now anyway. Sorry this post was boring. Maybe I'll think of something good to write about tomorrow.
Oh oh oh oh oh and since everyone else asks people to ask them questions for a future blog...ask me questions? I owe Casey some questions.