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| Does everyone in this life have a calling? Something their good at and passionate about? If so, how long does it usually take to find it? I know less than 5 people who are doing what they absolutely love in college. The rest are still drifting.
Any other time drifting would be okay...but I can't afford go extra years at college from a result of wembleing.
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| A woman in my bio class had a heath scare today.
She has this disorder where her heart can randomly speed up or slowdown uncontrollably.
We had to call in the nurse to take her to the hospital.
Apparently, she's supposed to be on medication, but because she lost her job and it's benefits, she can no longer afford to pay for it.
Her every day life is endangered.
I guess it's just too much to ask for everyone to have what they need in this life.
While on man lives on stale bread and dirty water, another man throws out a pound of beef he let go bad in his refridgerator.
While one woman spends a hundred dollars on diet pills, another woman can't afford to buy a medication that could save her life.
I wish the world was a better place :(
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| I know no one goes on xanga anymore, but there was a time where i made a daily update of something thoughtful. I want to return to that.
Small status update before we get down to the good stuff:
1. No longer at IC :(
2. Social work Major at NCC :/
3. Seeing Harry weekly, not monthly :)
Love is sweet. But not like candy-sweet, where if you get too much you'll get a stomach ache. It's not like a fruit is sweet either, where the bruises can determine whether you invest in it.
No.
Love is like the sweet smell of spring. It stays with you wherever you go, and on the roughest, coldest, blustery days, it fills you up and keeps you going.
In the words of Dave Matthews: "Pick me up, Love. Everyday."
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| I hate angst. Too bad i'm a minion of it :O
Yeah, so I'm sick and tired of college already. I hate it. I hate it I hate it I hate it.
It's no more challenging than high school. You have so much free time you could puke. But you fail to do work in that free time because you're too busy puking. And then to top it off there's that preconception of "College Kids PARRRRTY!!!! HECK YES!"
Shoot me.
I'm tired of the drunken parties trashing the elevators. I'm tired of passing smoke clouds on campus. I'm tired of people wasting paper towels. I'm tired of the smell of booze and curry in the hallways. I'm tired of the sex next door. I'm tired of the casualness of sex. I'm tired of not doing anything worth wile. I'm tired of people telling me that college should be the best years of your life. I'm tired of people who don't have a declared major at a fucking PRIVATE college. I'm tired of my lack of motivation. I'm tired of being dumb. I'm tired of people asking me if harry and i are going to break up because we're going to college. I hate them and wish they would be smitten. I hate how people already have boyfriends and girlfriends after a month. I hate how people who have boyfriends and girlfriends at home are already being painfully flirty and obnoxious. I hate how rap music blasts in my residence hall. I hate how expensive this fucking education is. I hate how half my friends are just as miserable as me. I hate even more how half my friends aren't even my friends anymore. I shouldn't hate how some of my friends are having the time of their lives, but i do. I hate what college does to people. I hate what college is doing to me. I hate how I'm so far away from everyone I love. I want to hug them so badly right now. I hate how people are so fucking set on breaking free and having sex and getting drunk. I hate how angry this is making me. Uhg.
Sorry, Xanga. It's a shame my return entry is such a miserable poop-hole. I promise once i find happiness here, i'll give you something nice to fill your pages :)
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| So.
All my friends that are seniors (LVPA, EHS, NC) have graduated. Weird. Very weired.
I'm excited to get sucked into theatre and film. I'm not excited to move 3 hours away.
Why does it get so cold at night?
Harry Gillen is probably the best thing this world has given us.
I hope MySpace fizzles out for the yuppies and they all come back to Xanga.
Music is godly. I wish we could write it XD
I'm a lvl 5 Druid who can turn into small to medium sized woodland creatures and my wolf companion will most likely make you run away screaming like a dying baby, which the DM could find very amusing.
I just realized i will NEVER be going back to high school again. I find it more frightening than anything else.
Shots are painful. Especially when you get three in your shoulder and one on your finger. Ouch.
Sorry David, i kinda stole your format for this entry. I'll make it up to you somehow.
I'm so proud of so many people, it brings tears to my eyes. How wonderful you all are!
My room is being cleaned out from corner to corner. I have to take down my 5,000 LOTR posters. That too is very frightening.
"May the Road to LVPA always lead you home."
Helping Hands is sooooooo much better than register. I llllllove it! There's sunshine and no bratty customers! Hooray!
It's 3:28. I think i'll go sleep now.
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