"You know you're a right foul git..."

[shadowofagirl]

Ok, ok...so I haven't "written" anything in what seems like ages but chill out, it's really only been about two or three weeks and surely we all have begun to realize the trend of livejournal decline and stall when I am in the presence of home? Anyway, not much is going on here in good Ole' Virginni...I have seen just about every seemingly appealing movie that has been out. I spent significant hours of wonderfulness with the one and only Heather Doris. My sister and I have continued to perfect the art that is complete love and devoted loathing for ones sibling. I have begun the obscene and quite necessary New Years weight loss and excercise regime. And hell I even went on a dinner date with a boy, and he paid...how polite :) Aside from dinner however the male department seems to be fresh out of what I am hoping for, or maybe I am to demanding? I have been invited to said boy's social gathering tomorrow eve but should I go? Oh, you know me...anti-social, awkward, and entirely uncomfortable in anyway situation where I can't make fun of myself or someone around me at all times. Maybe I'll go? But, more likely the not I won't; unless he calls to remind me and suggests that he would have a, "Positively awful evening..." if I was to not appear. Wishful, and slightly delusional thinking...more then likely but then where would I be today without it? Returning to Ithaca in a week is exciting, nauseating, thrilling, and as much as I hate to admit it awkward...who knows who we have all become in these seperated months, I can't hope for anything more then same old, same old I suppose. And so there it is our beginning; again.

To begin again is no small feate, but I shall try no matter the task.
More to be said...at a later date it seems.
To be continued, in a New Year.