i think i took too much tussin
i can't remember the last time i updated this. last semester ended well, although i'm not really sure how i managed to get the grades i did. somehow i think i was lucky with my professors, because i went out 5 nights a week and still got a 3.6. i don't think that is normal. although this school is a lot of fun, i don't really like it. i don't like the south, i dont like the girls, i don't like the boys, i don't like the materialism, i don't like vera fucking bradley. being home for every break just reaffirms how much i love my friends at home & how much i love dc. i need to be in a bigger city, i need to be around people that aren't so predictable & apathetic. i think i will transfer to george mason next year. i'm getting a lot of shit about it, but i really think that it is the best option for me, at least at this point in time. i need to be closer to a big city, i need to leave the south, i need to be somewhere with my major, i need to like at least 7 people. maybe i need i to make a change internally (which i'm working on), but i don't think that will happen here. i would love to go to nyc but uhh it's $$out of the question. oh well. i'm also in the shittiest of moods because i have bronchitis and forgive my writing because i am hopped up on all sorts of medicine. at least it's a long weekend so i'm not missing class, but it's been hot all weekend and everyone has been at the beach. fuck the beach. not really. maybe i should embrace being fluorescently white. hopefully i'll be able to move off campus within the next few weeks with my friend corey who is mentally unstable but such great fun. i think i am attracted to people like that. my suitemate told me tonight that i am the loudest person that she's ever liked. i don't think that is a compliment. i guess she hasn't met carrie tucker.