And the cornet blows where the oleander grows...
This week feels somewhat uncomfortable. I don't really know why... possibly just because the novelty of classes has worn off. That feeling of oh yeah, I actually have to do work has set in. Fun stuff. I've found myself with far more free time than I had last semester, mostly because Graphic Design was an immense time vacuum. I need to find better ways to use that time besides watching the entire first season of Weeds in one day. Wait, what?
I'm having a passionate love affair with The Mountain Goats. I don't know why I haven't paid more attention to their music before, but Oh. My. God. It's brilliant.
Despite this week being a little bizarre, this semester is so much better. I was a little "hormonal" yesterday and found myself depressed for what felt like the first time in a week, maybe more. We adjusted my medication a little bit and it's worked wonders. It's an incredible feeling, to realize that I might actually be getting better and that this semester holds so much potential. I promised myself that I would be better before I go to France and it's actually possible. :)
And now some parting words... food for thought, if you will: Clive Owen may have surpassed Johnny Depp on my (guy) celebrity hotness meter. Just think about it.
I'm having a passionate love affair with The Mountain Goats. I don't know why I haven't paid more attention to their music before, but Oh. My. God. It's brilliant.
Despite this week being a little bizarre, this semester is so much better. I was a little "hormonal" yesterday and found myself depressed for what felt like the first time in a week, maybe more. We adjusted my medication a little bit and it's worked wonders. It's an incredible feeling, to realize that I might actually be getting better and that this semester holds so much potential. I promised myself that I would be better before I go to France and it's actually possible. :)
And now some parting words... food for thought, if you will: Clive Owen may have surpassed Johnny Depp on my (guy) celebrity hotness meter. Just think about it.