wow. so it's been lurking in the back of my mind that I had a live journal - that I kept one, as an undergraduate. What I forgot was that I kept it up after I graduated ( Read more... )

I have felt nothing but scattered.

little pieces of matter, all vibrating. yes, on the atomic level, that's what they're doing anyway, but... okay, if my brain were a little flock of sheep, and each sheep represented a different thought, those sheep have scattered all over the pasture. little hyper, spastic sheep. it was really bad on sunday. I ( Read more... )

Ahh, yeah, that's no mistake with the 11:04 PM time stamp. I was chatting with someone from Porthouse, and started playing with the "pieces of flair" application on facebook... it went downhill from there, but anyway. I miss the people, but I do in someways miss the place. It's a difficult place to try to be independent in because everything is ( Read more... )

Driving around in the car yesterday, my mother anounced I shouldn't go to grad school.

o_0

Well, you don't have any experience, no wonder you're going crazy-

At this point, I would like to insert a "HELLO". I also had this nagging feeling it wasn't time for grad school, but since nothing was going to make my mother happier, I thought, what ( Read more... )