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La vida es buena Okay, so, I'm still really really good. I think I can maintain this as long as there is at least one thing in each day that is good, and nothing that is terribly bad. Yesterday I did have a bad point. I didn't get into the a capella group that I auditioned for, BUT, that brought good points along with it. Now I can become a respectable college student, full of dorm pride, and participate in Survivor Thursdays with Jeff and Robin. It actually has more to do with having both a social event to look forward to every week and something to be addicted to. I enjoy being into something...the feeling of not wanting to miss it, and being excited about it every week. And it is purely in a healthy way. If something else came up, I could definitely handle missing it. Anyway, so yeah. Okay, maybe there is one other little thing that is less than perfect. I am rather lonely in a romantic sense. It will pass. I get this every once in a while. Hormones and such. Plus, people around me seem to be doing very well romantically right now and I have yet to even meet a single person that I could potentially hook up with, nevermind anything else. I want to be hit on too! heh. BUT, things are good. Things started to make sense again last night. An unrepeatable explanation was given to me for something that had been on my mind a lot over the past few months. It is all suddenly very very clear. And that, my friends, is a good feeling. I got hugs last night too! Hugs! Yaaay! And I let myself go a little. I had fun. I partook (a word?) in one of my favorite activities. Beck, Lauren and I just talked. And now I feel very comfy. I love Lauren and Beck! It's really good to start to have that feeling of closeness here. Sometimes that is very hard to come by! And I'm sure that part of the reason for that is my tendency to be fairly guarded. I'd like to think that I don't have secrets, and that I'd tell anyone anything. But I really am just a big wimp about it. I want people to ask me. I shall work on this! Next week will be my last counseling session I think. She told me that whenever I want to stop is good. I think now is good. I wrote a bunch of poetry yesterday. I need to reread it sometime soon and decide if it's good. It was really fun to write. I enjoyed it. So, if it's not terrible, then perhaps I will start a livejournal or something to post poems that I write. No promises though. Got an A on my half-asleep, red-eyed, holding-back-tears-the-whole-time french film presentation! Victory! I'm hoping for a 4.0 this quarter. As long as I get a 10/10 on my last psych quiz, at least a 95 or so on the final, an A on my French Film paper and an A on my modern novel final, then I'll be good. But as of now, I'm in danger of an A- in Psych, maybe French film too. But either way, I will have at least a 3.8 unless something goes terribly wrong. I love having easy classes. It's really a wonderful thing. I'm kind of hungry, but I have to work at 2, so I will most likely not eat anything until 4. Then I have a hellish chorus rehearsal. WHY, oh WHY on EARTH am I always the most tired on the days when I have the most to do? UUUGH! Oh well, it matters not, because Life is beautiful! | |