Damn, reading this is so odd. The last time I updated I was a sophomore and now I'm halfway through my senior year. Then, I was patting myself on the back for changing my major to education, and now I'm student teaching.

If I even tried to list the number of ways my life has changed since September of 2007, I'd blow my own mind and run out of

How was this weekend wonderful? Let me count the ways ( Read more... )

How, it's been a while. The last time I wrote on here, I was at Otterbein. And now, here I am, back on campus once again! The room is amazing- I'm in a triple room and it's HUGE. Plus, my roommates (Anastasia and Claire) are awesome. We've mostly got the room set up to our liking. The best thing about this room? The tiny random closet by the window ( Read more... )

"Fourty, fourty, fourty eight hours to go- I wanna be sedated ( Read more... )

And the countdown begins. This time next week, I'll be in the middle of my communications final, my last one of the year ( Read more... )

Aaaahhh, so much to do in the next two weeks before I'm done! *tears out hair*

On the upside, I got a paper and 3 loads of wash done tonight.

*sigh* It's sad that my life can be made happy by doing laundry.

Every once in a while, I forget that I have no talent for writing poetry, and attempt it. Maybe it's something about sitting in a park in the sunlight that makes everyone feel that they can write something passable. Even though this seems like a complete contradiction to my last entry, it was actually prompted by it. The first line of "The English ( Read more... )

I'm thinking about skipping English class tomorrow. This will be the second straight week of poetry, and I simply can't take it any more. Last week, following a 20 minute discussion (and by discussion, I mean Dr. Frick talking at us for 20 minutes) of the imperativness of understanding how to determine unaccented and accented syllables, I finally ( Read more... )

One of these days, I'm going to snap and kill my next-door neighbor. And her boyfriend. I know more about their relationship than I know about some of my friends' relationships. It took me several weeks to figure out that Flint was dating Brianna, but I know the exact status of just how pissed Emily is at Dan on a near-daily basis. Based soley on ( Read more... )

An analogy for life right now:

/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\ <- ocean

[]
\/ <- me
/\

><> ><> ><> <- piranas

Glub. Glub.

*sigh*