Pack Your Galoshes

Last night I stayed up until six in the morning writing an essay with Sasha, Amber, and Curtis. I usually do my work alone because I am able to finish in a timely manner, but despite my better judgment I succumbed to my social needs and stayed up way too late. This resulted in a mere two hours of sleep.

Today my mind was as foggy as the weather. I mumbled, walked into people (five to be exact), fell asleep during a lecture, and had to force myself to survive the day.

From now on I am going to get back into my routine.

An Act of Desperation

Dear Four Page Paper,

I have spent several hours researching and brainstorming your contents. In return I ask very little of you. All I want is for you to write yourself. Normally I wouldn't be so demanding, but at the present my mind is fried and distracted with thoughts of sunny California and beautiful Mexico.

Love Leanne


ONLY ONE MORE DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

"It's Called Art, It's What You Do"

The quote above is from an "artist".

There is no meaning or thought behind what she does. People who are vanilla should leave room for people who are actually passionate instead of merely biding their time.

I am currently trying to write a piece for English that is going to (eventually) be very good. Unfortunately it probably won't influence my grade in the slightest.

Oy, this is frustrating.

"It's a cartoon, it's a sketch" - the artist.

I am not amused.

Here I Am, St. Valenine

Happy Valentine's Day

or

Happy Singles' Awareness Day

To all the happy couples- congrats I hope your day is wonderful beyond belief.
To the rest of us- it's just one day; we can handle it, and maybe some day soon we'll find love again.

Singles dinner tonight in Northampton! Woohoo! I am keeping a smile on my face and remaining optimistic.

PLUS- ONLY 4 More Days!!!!

Gettin' That Bounce Back

I was just about to post yet another complaint about my life (my lack of space to be specific) when I realized that practically all I do is complain. It's unfortunate that I don't appreciate what I have. I am lucky to be in school. I am lucky to have a roof over my head and food to eat. I am blessed with friends who I care about and who reciprocate those feelings back at me.

I just need to think more about what's good.

In other news, my cruise is only two weeks away!

I have become a target

And you think it's fun to make me miserable.

What did I do?

Who Are You?

The boy I knew didn't behave in such a manner. He looked down on those who lacked self respect, honor, dignity, a moral compass. There are so many days I wish I could have you back, but how can I when you behave like this?

I have tried to convince myself that you are still the same person I fell in love with, but that is just not so. Since we've parted you have done more damage to my self-esteem and heart than I could have ever foreseen. Not to mention your recent actions which have been questionable at best. I find myself remembering the times that we fought, times that I cried for hours over you, and I wonder why I put up with it.

I already know the answer. When you are good to me, when you smile at me and tell me I'm beautiful, when we laugh together, or hold each other, even sometimes when we bicker; I feel undeniably happy. It's as if I'm on a roller coaster, going way too high only to fall back down. Maybe I crave that rush of emotions, maybe I depend on it.

I hate that I can't stand you, and I can't live without you. You disgust me, yet I love you all the same.

I know I shouldn't...

But what can I do to change?

Dear Roommate

I just want a little privacy.

Girl Twirls Curls

So I am basically just not a happy camper at present. First of all a certain roommate of mine has a certain friend over who happens to really creep me out.

Also I have been feeling super out of place, and I really miss my family. When I talk in groups I feel like I don't belong and I am constantly saying awkward things, and I just don't fit in. I just want to scream, but I can't because I live in this stupid dorm that has stupid people in my room when I just want to go to bed and not cry.

I miss Sarah most of all, and I know she misses me. We need each other for different reasons, but mostly I just need her because she is the one person who always understands me no matter what.

Finally I am perhaps unjustifiably upset about this change in my world. I have been shaken at the roots once again, and while this change doesn't affect me at all, I am worried just the same. The worst part is that I invited it in. Maybe at the end of this all it wont matter. Or maybe I shall find my own change. Change in my life could be good right now.

Fuzzy Socks

Good News- I have convinced Jessie to make a fort/ tunnel/ igloo with me on this fine snow day :-)

Bad News- Cute boy from English has a girl friend, oh well we can still be friends.

"I've been absolutely terrified every moment of my life--and I've never let it keep me from doing a single thing I wanted to do." -- Georgia O'Keeffe