It's seldom that I'm driving from Massachusetts to QU in warm weather. Generally, if it's warm weather, that means it's most likely summer. Which means it's most likely August and I'm driving back to school to start the school year over. In fact, I can't ever remember driving to Quinnipiac during warm spring weather (I generally discount Spring ( Read more... )

In the beginning of college, I used to wish Alex and I went to the same college together. Thinking back on it, yeah, I can't blame myself for wishing for that. It's kind of lonely when you see other couples being....couple-y, even if it's something as simple as holding hands, or when your roommates have boyfriends who are always over or they're ( Read more... )

I think the only person who would maybe get the title is Fabiola ( Read more... )

It's the first day of October =O  Clinical starts soon!

I find myself going through my old entries again. Though this time it's just to tag them and title them, so when I decide a few years from now to read up on some melodramatics, I can navigate a little better than last time. Although, you would think that I would have tagged and titled them ( Read more... )

This is terrible, terrible, terrible! I ended up staying up (that sounds weird, too many "ups") til 5am last night, or would it be this morning? I had my phone alarm preset for 11:30am because I hate waking up after 12. So I fall asleep and wake up....oh it's 2pm. Why?!?!?!?! I think this is the latest I've ever slept in unintentionally. Then again ( Read more... )

This is me procrastinating and not studying for my massive, let-me-destroy-your-life final ( Read more... )

It's kind of weird. I'm not even sure how we made it to three years. Can we even say it's three? Out of those 3 years, we've only physically been together, seen each other, half of that. About half the year, probably more, we spend it away from each other. It's only two hours, but that's a lot of train tickets to say the least. Hmm, guess it's ( Read more... )

It's so weird to revisit and read those stories and poems I used to write way back. Well, maybe not so far back, but at least four years ago. It's strange. If I tried to write something similar today, I don't think some of it could be twice as good. Did I really get that many reviews on those writing sites? I turned back to stalk the site again, ( Read more... )