So Fucking Sick of having mono. The only things I can't do are the ones I want to. Like dance.

So here I am, back at school. It's funny. One day back, most people aren't moving back until later this week, and the room was still full of the same crowd. Different year, different room, but it's almost like it's still last spring. I have the room to myself right now after all the ruckus. Bri went for some late night Taco Bell. She's ( Read more... )

I am so very happy.

p.s. I leave for school on Sunday.

This afternoon, I found myself smoldering. Completely furious at everyone and everything that crossed my path. When things like that happen, I know that I must be under far more stress than I realize. In short, a list of the bad, then the good ( Read more... )

http://hometownbaghdad.com/

For real.

So call me sexist if you want, but I'm pretty sure that my new favorite place on campus is the women's lounge in the Union. Seriously, a lovely, cozy room filled with ladies doing homework and napping on couches. Not to mention I'm sitting by a window and it's sunny ( Read more... )

1.] grab the nearest book ( Read more... )

Sometimes I just can't stop myself from remembering. Lately it's been ok, but it's been accompanied by a desire to feel that again. What was it that made it better than what's available to me now? Is it just me that's changed, that I expect more now? Or was it really that much better?

I wish I knew

I'm not quite sure I know what just happened...

Let's liken it to running into a wall.

Shit man. What now?

Just another bit of childhood lost: The realization that there are some things that will never turn out the way you want them to. To be completely honest, this is one I don't want to let go of.

I don't like to think of things being unattainable. I need to just accept that it's happened.