This year has been, to say the least, a tumultuous one. It began with the death of my grandmother, it concluded with the death of my grandfather and my great aunt, and it shook up myself and my family in many, many ways. As the year started when I got back from NTI and ended with my graduation from college, I feel that 2008 left me a very ( Read more... )

What? What?? What???

Life...makes no sense.

A few days ago, I felt like I was stuck in a rut with no way out.

Today, I'm walking on a cloud.

Thank goodness I'm getting coffee with Leesha, Jess, Laura, and Molly.

1. Lawsuits
2. Insane amounts of fucktardedness
3. When said fucktardedness is accompanied by a serving of "mean"
4. Thesis
5. Design class
6. Things that I let get under my skin

I mark today with many negative things. Now it can get better.

I had a professor tell me, for the first time, to turn off my brain. I over think, and sometimes, I need to just let myself emotionally respond. Granted, it was my design teacher. Granted, I'm dead on the inside and thus cannot emote when listening to music I did not chose. Granted, I'm all kinds of in love with the man, but the point is this: ( Read more... )

I haven't posted in here for a while, but over the past week or so I've started to let some things sit on my shoulders and I'm starting to feel a little...cracked? Life has a funny way, with those ups and downs, but it seems that my ups and downs have been pretty steep in both directions. Well, now I'm on a down, and with classes and a new show ( Read more... )

I realized that the last time I posted, I was sitting in my dorm room and looking in the face of finals. I didn't realize how much has happened since then until I stopped to think about it. And now that I have, it's pretty overwhelming ( Read more... )

What with the time of year, and it being 2008, I find myself starting many sentences with "I remember when..." It seems all so long ago. How old am I? I'm old. And yet, never old enough ( Read more... )

I don't know...
I just don't know...

I feel like I have a lot to write; a lot to get out. That's why I logged on at 2am. But those are really the only words I can think of.

Perhaps I'll wait until I'm next in a coffee shop. I collect more thoughts there. Always have.

My singlemate is watching a movie in his room.  The volume is turned up.  High.

I am making myself go to this lecture class tomorrow.  I'm trying not to put off the rest of my work until break when I'll "do it in my down time."  I'm failing.  Temptation is too great.

The duct tape is starting to come lose from the cinder blocks.  It's because the ( Read more... )

There are usually things that I have figured out this far into Spring semester, and the 2008 discovery is this: I hate weekends. See, during the week, I can busy myself with classes and rehearsals and homework and things to keep my mind off the fact that I really don't like being back at Wheaton. I like my professors, I like my classes, I like my ( Read more... )