Good Day

Things that are Good about Today:
1. I passed my CST (261)
*yeah for me!*
2. The sun is shining and I'm not wearing a scarf for the first time in 5 days
3. My sister is having a worse day than I am. (sorry about the yougurt)
4. I had breakfast with my roomie
5. Midterms aren't quite as scary today. :)
6. Jesus loves me (I learned that in sunday School)

Too Little Too Late

So I've been reading blogs from friends (because I'm a bad one and I have no other way of finding out what is going on in their lives than reading their online blogs) but I am encouraged to see that I am not the only one who is overwhelmed with being a Sr. in college. I am not the only one who has taken on too much in an effort to fit it all in to the last 'wonderful' moments of being in college. I am not alone in feeling disillusioned that being a Sr. would suddenly make life exciting and add more hours to my days. I'm not the only one who has replaced good-byes with 'let's hang out sometime' (both sides knowing the whole time that seeing eachother is just a nice thought and won't acctually come to be)
Maybe I have loaded myself too full this semester, maybe I've taken on too much, maybe I set the standards too high for myself as a friend and girlfriend and student and employee. Maybe.
I like Meg's idea, I'm moving to Australia with her.

My Current State

I'm home, yes, I didn't go to my roomies for the weekend, even though it was her birthday party... I'm a bad friend. So I was going to stay at school for the break, then mandi needed me to come and meet her half way to pick up the girl who she took with her (cause the girl had to be back Mon and mandi's not coming back till Tue). So then I went to church, freaked out and then decided to come home. I packed in 3 min. and jumped in my car and went home. Life is good. (the only thing about packing in 3 min is that you forget things... like undergarments...) such is life.. I'm glad to be home.

just a note to those who wonder

There was valet parking, cocktail hour and a Russian ball room involved. Life is good.

Warm (Fuzzy) Things

I have three warm things... well four warm things I guess....
I have a warm fuzzy sweater from my mommy and my ami
I have a warm fuzzy feeling because the package I picked up today was for me! (last time I picked up a package, I opened it and inside was a HUGE fuzzy pink sweater, "Who would send this to me" I thought so I looked for a letter (there was none) so I looked on the outside and realized that they gave me the wrong package.... I felt so bad for opening it.
I also have warm coffee, which is not fuzzy (thank the lord)
And finally I have hot chocolate which is not warm at the moment (I'm drinking coffee) but it will be warm when I make it.
Thanks you mommy and ami for my package.. I can't wait to see you guys. sorry it won't be till Thanksgiving. :(
think warm fuzzy thoughts till then.

Tomorrow is a New Day

"Everyday is new, with no mistakes in it yet" -Anne
I like that quote, it's soothing to me, makes me feel better, like in a couple minuets all the crap that's going on will end.

I'll suddenly be able to take my private jet home for an evening to hug my mommy
I'll suddenly be able to write an expert essay on one or more novels from my class (I didn't 'get' any of them)
I'll suddnely be able to understand empty nest syndrome and will find a cure
I'll suddenly know what is going on with my big sister, whom I am feeling so disconnected from I feel like I should take my private jet there first.
I'll suddenly be seeing my roommate whom I haven't talked to in going on 3 days now
I'll suddenly have 4 more hours in my day to get done the things I didn't get done yesterday and last week

I have a feeling that in a couple minuets I will be in bed, and I will have forgotten the problems of today, and maybe just maybe when I wake up I can stay in a blissfully ignorant state for a little bit.
A little bit would be nice.

My Cell Phone Made Me Do It.

so you ever have times in your life when you are fully convinced that everyone you know is insane? That no one knows what's going on and that you should know because you figured out that someone should know what's going on? I'm there. Stuff at home is ... shall we say... not so good? I can't call my big sister to talk to her and ask her expert advice (plus she's going insane and chatting with coworkers about undergarments at lunch) I can't call my lil sis because she's at school and just as crazy as my older sister and I are. My brother is to young to sholder the burden which I carry (how formal does that sound). My father apparently cries everytime he hears my name (either from insanity or out of distress for my current state) I'm pretty sure it's both. My mother and I can't seem to have a conversation where one of us doesn't cry. Maybe it's this cell phone? I'm getting a new one soon... hopefully. Maybe that will help. That's it, let's blame the cell phone.