An aching leg, a scary dream, a scream, a broken glass, a bleeding heel, a break down, and some grainy coffee.

This is not the best day of my life.

I rode my bike to campus today.  I have to admit that I was pretty nervous, which may sound silly to many of you.

But I made it here safe and sound.

And my faith in myself and my leg are gradually growing.

I'm on campus on a Saturday, wearing my sister's finest.  Just to make a quick entry on my lj...not quite ( Read more... )

Ok, I'm a nerd.  I can deal with that.  I just really love what I study, especially when a great assignment comes along, and I need to impress a professor anyway because I only pretended to be up to par for the first half of this semester.

In my "Everyday in the 19th Century" French Lit class we've been studying fairy tales as a means to learn about ( Read more... )

It's been six months since the morning I was struck down ( Read more... )

I just got a call from a random journalist from Columbia's Grad School.  She's writing an article on the stresses (etc.) of graduation and wanted to ask me a few questions.  Apparently, she typed graduation into a search engine and my lj was the first thing that popped up.  Reading that I worked at the library, she called a general number and ( Read more... )

I tried to quit both my library jobs this week.  I'm really stressed out with school and don't want to fuck up graduation, plus I'm always broke anyway, right ( Read more... )

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Big, wet snowflakes have been falling since I first opened my eyes just before 6 am.  I tried to hide under the covers from them, but my empty wallet and some strange sense of duty got me out of the house...about three hours late ( Read more... )

There are a few songs on my shuffle nowadays that make me fight back tears and look around to make sure no one is noticing. I wish a voice would translate better into type.

When you were young
You were the king of carrot flowers
And how you built a tower tumbling through the trees
In holy rattlesnakes that fell all around your feet

And your mom would ( Read more... )