Seems like I haven't written in a long while - and checking the history of this yields an odd one month on, one month off pattern ( Read more... )

I've realized something about me. Years of school and learning and doing and it's finally happened. I've figured out what was driving me all those years. It wasn't praise (although I certainly do get off on that a little bit). It wasn't the letters or the numbers received from those letters (as Ms. Houghton would certainly posit to be true). It's ( Read more... )

It strikes me that people read this... still read this... and maybe even find it (it wouldn't be that hard...) I've said it before and I think I'll say it again, this is mainly for me in 10 years. I suppose that my previous policy of no "privacy" had already been broken (and I'm sure I'll be sharing that journal entry soon enough)... so I've gone ( Read more... )

A small lunchtime update. Who knew Hilliary was wrong. That makes me pretty damn good at reading people, and has some pretty interesting concequences in my mind. Ha. Back to WORK!

I've "grown up" a lot but I'm still fucking kid. I love it. I'm going to miss Claudia, a lot. It's funny how dreams persist regardless of the situation you're in. Granted my Japan dream is still very much alive and well (perhaps moreso than with JET currently).

Things I am Insanely Excited About (A List By Benny Torres)

1. My JOB
2. Moving into my new (first) apartment
3. Christmas in the City
4. Running next to Lake Michigan again
5. The Big Three
6. GATOR FOOTBALL.
6a. Watching Gator Football with the Windy City Gators. :)

It's all a bit to much. !!!!!!

I wanted this journal to look a little bloggier. I'm not sure anybody reads it... but I suppose thats all the more reason to make it look how I want ( Read more... )

I'm out like trout tomorrow kids. 4 crazy, insane, absolutely astounding years. I'm a little scared to go, but I'd be scared if I wasn't scared. For now... the little things... like packing up my car so that all the stuff that needs to fit in it, you know, FITS ( Read more... )

I am scared, for every reason and for no reason. Something big is ending, and I'm not sure I've defined exactly what it is. Is it my childhood? My youth? My idealism? My passion? My dreams ( Read more... )

In the past month ( Read more... )