So far, my 20th year has been spent doing a lot of reflection, a lot of repenting...aaaaand...a lot of homework.

I suppose I'm finally getting into the swing of being in class again...after taking a year off from school and then just doing one 4 credit class for the last two quarters, it's been hard to convince myself that I'm actually in school. I've begun to finally realize what it takes to make myself work, and I'm currently trying to stick to that as best I can.

I've been really thinking a lot about my life. What I want to do, how I want to do it, who I want in it...that sort of thing. I've been putting decisions off way too much, thinking "I'll do that some day..." when I should have been figuring out how to do it now. I don't want to be constantly putting stuff off. It's a waste. My life is not going to happen someday, it's happening right now and I might as well enjoy it to the fullest.

I've been trying to get healthier because...well, frankly, I'm falling apart. The way that I've treated myself and eaten over these past 12 years have been rather terrible, and it's been taking it's toll on my health a lot lately. My back is in horrible shape, my bones are rather weak, don't even fucking ask about my liver. I've stopped drinking my tea as much, because of the sugar I pour into it. As a result, I'm currently in withdrawal of both caffeine and sugar. This makes me have horrible headaches, and fall asleep randomly throughout the day. Since I've started eating healthy foods, I've actually been feeling worse...but I'm currently chalking that up to detox and withdrawal, and hoping it will pass soon. (This will be so much easier over the summer, when I have a kitchen :D).

I'm incredibly happy with almost all the people in my life right now. I have an amazing love, who brought me pieces of the colosseum for my birthday (as well as changing around flights to make sure he came home in time for my birthday, and taking care of me when I'm sick and kicking me out of bed in the morning so I can go to class...) really, how can you beat that?
And the friends I have surrounded myself with...are really more like family than anything.

Basically...life is pretty good. And going to be even better, once I get time to take a break...4 weeks to go! :D

...I'm 20.

Yeeeeah.

So I'm going to have to trust Corey more often.

I just got asked out by the guy who "DEFINITELY doesn't like me like that. He smiles at everyone."

And is 28. I feel young, for once. XD

(Apparently he was VERY interested, too, he kept asking how serious we were >_>; and if we were planning to get married. Etc. SDJHSKDHFKSDFLK)

(I just realized this is the first time I've ever, by myself and intentionally, turned someone down. Wow. I'm kind of oblivious)

And Corey, if you're reading this, I was wrong and you were right XP (though I doubt you're reading this...but just in case you miraculously get the internet, I need help...)

So Corey didn't want me to take the first half of summer classes, because he wants to go home and visit his family, and was worried about leaving me here alone (in all fairness, some shifty stuff does go on on campus. Rape, murder, theft...that sort of thing.) But I just found out two very important things.

Thing 1: The main class that I was interested in taking (Singing and speaking the Irish language) is offered for the FIRST half of the summer. I want to take this class more than I can describe. I want it. I need it. Oh baby oh baby. Also, the teacher is supposed to be a life changer.

Thing 2: Is very important. Michael has decided to take summer classes too. So if I stay, Michael, Meg and I can all apply for the same apartment. Meaning I would not be alone, and potentially will have a big Jewish escort on the way back from class at night. Meaning Corey could go back to New Hampshire and have fun and be fancy free, and I can study all summer. Yay?
(Actually, yes, partial yay, I'll be studying Gaelic, book binding and silk screening).

Soooo...Corey, miraculously develop an internet connection and give me an opinion. If you do not perform this miracle, I'll probably sign up for the full summer session. And then you can't get mad. Because it's your fault for not being psychic enough.

(LOL, my horoscope for today: "Taurus: Someone will try to cross the line from friend to something more, but you're just not ready to go there!")

...So Corey and I are married.

Everyone is sitting in the common room, catching up after our week apart. Laughing. Having a gay old time.

Normally, I would be too. I've become quite sociable since I moved to Washington, really. Quite a turn around for me. I've been letting people in where I have tried very hard to avoid doing so in the past.

But people say they love me. Not many, of course, I've never been quite considered "popular", by any stretch of the word. In fact, no matter where I go, I seem to make at least one enemy. Whether it's me being selfish, or telling someone flat out what I think of them, or just plain not cleaning up after someone else's boyfriend, I attract that. Some random person who takes it on themselves to hate me. I do, however, have my small, comfortable friend base.

Except I don't feel like being with them tonight. Really, I want out. I need to get away, contemplate, etc. I feel like I'm trying to lead a double life...but I'm not. I guess I need to..."recharge", one might say. I feel depleted. While I love my friends, and can really tell them almost anything, I still sometimes just need to be alone to think, cry, listen to music...be emo and cut myself or something.

I took a break. One week off, where I was in the mountains, resting, chatting, being around people and no internet. Just one week.

When the internet came back, it told me my life had been significantly fucked in my absence. "But how?" I asked. "Well," the internet replied, after a long drawn in breath (because of course, the internet breathes. You must have known that), "Simply put, there are two options. Karma, of course, is the most popular approach. Some might think you must have been Stalin in a previous life to amount this much bad karma, though."
"What's the other option?" I queried.
"Your player is saving up for a really, really good advantage."
"Well, that can't be it," I retorted, "Unluckiness is only a ten point disadvantage."
"True, true. But when you add up all those disadvantages, who knows what you could do. Breathe under water, maybe."
"Good point. I'll go try that now."

And thus, I died. Goddamn you, internet. You've won again.

I might just be a super happy little girl right now. (On the other hand, I might become very sad very soon...)

But I can't talk about it. Shhh. :p

Webcomic Creation
Jewelry Making
Mythology
History (These two aren't random, I'd pick out specific countries/points)
Developmental or Criminal Psychology
Other (Specify)

Vote plz. I have no mind of my own. Decide what I should learn for me.

So I had the opportunity to go to a party tonight. With a keg. You know, do the whole "college party" thing.

Instead, I stayed on campus, saw some experimental theater (stole a wiffle ball, FUCK YEAH), and prepared for role playing tonight.

Mine was so much better. Screw being a (even more) stereotypical college student.

So apparently, I'm perverted.

Really, really perverted.

And it's becoming my first impression I make on people.

...*insert frowny face*

One of Denney's friends hit on me. While Corey was in the room. But then Meg showed up. And, like every male on the planet, his attentions turned towards her instantly.

Oh.

And I'm blue.

Ba ba dee da.