a heap of broken feelings
chO-K. This is what's going on: I'm not writing an essay for English. In fact, I'm wasting time until auditions for Play it Again, Sam in an hour. (Well...two hours for everyone else.)
This past month has been pretty tough for everyone, some more than others. I hope everyone is in the process of recovering.
This semester is going okay. I have 3k, which I hate and African American poetry, which I adore, so half of the time I think about changing my major and the other half I think about never graduating. I just decorated my new room, and it's awesome. I'm not finished, but I'm very happy. For those of you who don't know one of my roommates got a new bird that is so loud it caused homicidal dreams, that is, when it let me sleep, so I moved to a further room. My other roommate also got birds and a snake. That brings our household total to two cats, four birds, a snake, two millepedes, and a scorpion. w00t.
My parents adopted a cat, Tyger, and we found out today he has herpes in his eye. Poor baby. He's the sweetest thing. I can't wait to go to Snellville and see him for the first time in a household setting.
Male-wise my life is good, no herpes there. Currently I have what I want for the most part, but in the past week I realized I'm developing feelings for the person I'm not supposed to be having feelings for. I've decided if I tell him this I will either never see him again and won't have to worry about it, or, uh, something else will happen? It seems like a win-win situation for me, so I'll speak up in about a week (or at least that's the plan).
Man, I just went into Lauren's room and started procrastinating my procrastination. This is getting out of hand.
Oh! V-day was pretty fucking rad. I got exactly what I wanted: no boyfriend to be fighting with over what happened at a party, no asshole to dump me for not acting happy enough about what he gave me, no one to make elaborate plans for. I had a normal day of classes, then I studied, went swimming, and spent some time with my crush when he got off work. Who's a happy girl? I've been waiting for a descent v-day since Keeney dumped me for God. (I realize he's the supreme being and all, but you really can't talk about football with the guy.)
The future is bright.
I'm really looking forward to this play, and I'm thinking about volunteering for the Northeast sexual crisis center. I'm just trying to find out when I will have time for the 30 hours of training. I think I'm making a lot of friends in my classes, and I'm starting to be able to go places alone. The other day I went grocery shopping all by myself! Now all I want is for the people I care about to cheer up. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.
This past month has been pretty tough for everyone, some more than others. I hope everyone is in the process of recovering.
This semester is going okay. I have 3k, which I hate and African American poetry, which I adore, so half of the time I think about changing my major and the other half I think about never graduating. I just decorated my new room, and it's awesome. I'm not finished, but I'm very happy. For those of you who don't know one of my roommates got a new bird that is so loud it caused homicidal dreams, that is, when it let me sleep, so I moved to a further room. My other roommate also got birds and a snake. That brings our household total to two cats, four birds, a snake, two millepedes, and a scorpion. w00t.
My parents adopted a cat, Tyger, and we found out today he has herpes in his eye. Poor baby. He's the sweetest thing. I can't wait to go to Snellville and see him for the first time in a household setting.
Male-wise my life is good, no herpes there. Currently I have what I want for the most part, but in the past week I realized I'm developing feelings for the person I'm not supposed to be having feelings for. I've decided if I tell him this I will either never see him again and won't have to worry about it, or, uh, something else will happen? It seems like a win-win situation for me, so I'll speak up in about a week (or at least that's the plan).
Man, I just went into Lauren's room and started procrastinating my procrastination. This is getting out of hand.
Oh! V-day was pretty fucking rad. I got exactly what I wanted: no boyfriend to be fighting with over what happened at a party, no asshole to dump me for not acting happy enough about what he gave me, no one to make elaborate plans for. I had a normal day of classes, then I studied, went swimming, and spent some time with my crush when he got off work. Who's a happy girl? I've been waiting for a descent v-day since Keeney dumped me for God. (I realize he's the supreme being and all, but you really can't talk about football with the guy.)
The future is bright.
I'm really looking forward to this play, and I'm thinking about volunteering for the Northeast sexual crisis center. I'm just trying to find out when I will have time for the 30 hours of training. I think I'm making a lot of friends in my classes, and I'm starting to be able to go places alone. The other day I went grocery shopping all by myself! Now all I want is for the people I care about to cheer up. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.