My new year's resolution this year is "be better at being out ( Read more... )

So my mother's having her midlife crisis.

( If I gaze into my navel any harder I'll start seeing spots. )

And here is that songmeme. Jacked from bumblestumble.

post twelve song lyrics that remind you of your life in 2010, and one song that you hope will be your life in 2011.These may or may not be organized vaguely chronologically, if only because that's how it's easiest to think of how best to sum up this year. It's probably not completely chronological, though ( Read more... )

So I am home ( Read more... )

Why I love my school, part 24601 ( Read more... )

Day Six: Five people who mean a lot (in no order whatsoever)
Day Seven: Four turn offs.
Day Eight: Three turn ons.
Day Nine: Two images that describe your life right now, and why.
Day Ten: One confession.

Odd phrasing for today. Five people who mean a lot to...? To me? To the world? To history? Hm. Not sure what that's supposed to mean. But I ( Read more... )

Off to go to fizzix with a cello buddy who I think slept in the music building last night. Why can't I be so dedicated. orz

dragondancer515 put up this meme, and I like it, because it will give me further excuse to think too hard about myself and be ~cryptic~ and also be a nice distraction from studying for finals. (Planning one's distractions: Actually a better ( Read more... )

I am thankful for my mother, who came home from the hospital at around noon and proceeded to order my dad around the kitchen, because damn it Thanksgiving was not going to be late if she could help it ( Read more... )

So at about 10:15 this morning I called my dad.

Dad: Hello?
Me: Hey, Dad!
Dad: Heyyyyy. We're still here at the hospital, making laps of the floor.
Me: What? Did everything go okay?
Dad: Yeah, she got out of surgery about an hour ago. Here, you can hear it from the horse's mouth... [phone passing noises]
Mom: Hey, chick!
Me: ...You're awake?
Mom ( Read more... )

So I am not looking forward to Thanksgiving break.

I want to be home. I want to be home so badly. I still love it here, I'm still glad to wake up here every morning, but I will be doing flat nothing for the next five days and I'm already dreading it. My mom's going into surgery at 7:00 tomorrow morning and I won't be there; I'll just get a call ( Read more... )