gr.

I miss him.

Yeah-yeah!!

Being Catholic is cool. I love being a rebel. :D

Look, I've Stepped in Bullshit.

That is what God would say if he read my paper. He knows that I didn't see that movie. That I read Derek and Kevin's papers to get ideas and details to make mine look legit.

I think I cheat because I don't see the apparent educational value in doing something the right way. Or, I just screw up and don't want to put the effort into doing things the right way.

Siobhan's never cheated. Good for her.

I was going to say something, but that thought's not good enough to be recorded. Something about Derek and feeling like my chances with him got diminished. Even though I just got a spoonful of reality. Nothing major. Oh look, I talked about it.

I read the Handmaid's Tale. Good book.

I watched Donnie Darko. Great movie.

I don't want to be here, in the Lounge writing my paper, refining another that was all right in the first place (Killing all my liberties with style and convention). Pulling the shit out of my ass and spreading it across the screen, only to be printed out neat and pretty in the morning.

I think they don't really care if you search yourself for what's there. Or, some of them don't care. They'll be satisfied with something pretty on paper. I can really tell that some of them care, though. That makes me care.

I want to be in Washington, I want to be back on the field with David.

I don't have to torture myself with this, I know this. But I choose to go there anyway. Why? Because it was nice. Because it may not happen again. Because I'm praying it will.

I always come back to this. Ah well.


I need discipline.

The Corpse Bride's Heart.

So, apparently this whole "closure" thing with my lust for David is harder than I thought. *sigh* It'll take time, I know. Love songs and scene bring it all back. Part of me likes the torture.

Siobhan, Car, Erica, Kayla, I. Second Sheridan North Posse. We're getting a name.

I can't believe a 200 year old school doesn't have any secret societies. LAME. Or it could be, as Siobhan puts it, they actually were smart and kept them secret. *shrug* Who knows.

Bought John a birthday card. I figure since I won't be there on his actual birthday, it's the least I can do. I should really start getting into the habit of doing that. If I send it Monday it should get there pretty darn close to his birthday. :)

I did laundry today for the first time since I got here. Not to bad, if I do say so myself. No pink underwear and socks.

Oh, did I mention that I love college?

I'm having a few worries about rooming with Kayla. But I don't think anything catastrophic will happen. But who knows?

I'm thinking about joining the Militia Immaculata.

I'm taking clarinet lessons. I love my teacher. Now I have to get used to practicing.

I will take over my section by fall break - this I am almost certain.

I'm thinking about being an RA next year. 1/4 off room and board, most likely a room to myself, a few RA duties...could be fun.

I'm thinking about being a theology major. But I still don't know what I want to do with my life yet. I need to figure that out by the end of next year.

But until then, Adieu.

My computer just gave me the fifteen minute warning signal.

Goodnight, my dears.