I feel like a little girl, I can't seem to shut my eyes and turn off my mind and just fall asleep! I really should, because in four hours I'm getting up and getting ready to go to the airport.... the airport? Holy Shit, I'm going to see Jason again for the first time in two months in just... ELEVEN HOURS?? Oh well, my nerves were shot a loong time ( Read more... )

I am s-t-r-e-s-s-e-d and I'm also a s-l-a-c-k-e-r.... what a horrible combination. Tomorrow is my last day at work, and Jason gets here on Wednesday... I haven't booked any hotels yet and I've yet to tell certain profs that I need extra work because I won't be in class for.... a bit? Agh, I need to calm down. I've called Andrew about a hundred ( Read more... )

I rarely admit when I'm in a great mood, and often admit when I'm in a horrible one. I know it's because when I'm in a good mood, I feel like I shouldn't be, because there's always something in life to worry about. Tonight, I could analyze why I shouldn't be feeling so damn great (like multiple exams invading my life like disease) - ha, but I won't ( Read more... )

Okay, I had this great idea to come onto this journal tonight and bitch about quadratic functions and Stettler rednecks, but I got to chat with Jason a minute ago - so I changed my mind, his laugh would change anyones mind. I had an allright day, Art was wicked. I got into a painters block a while ago, took my easel back to class and started using ( Read more... )

This is the first entry I'm making for the world to see! I've always thought that a journal is such a final sentence, where the completely unknown is suddenly titled. I love it. In that book under my bed I can be honest about myself and unfortunately that's what makes it so damn scary! I've promised that whatever I feel like writing on this is ( Read more... )