So...

What is it that I'm thinking. I'm just not sure.


Ugh.


Two interviews in the coming days.
Doc Watson's Pub on Monday
Messages on Tuesday.
And who knows what else if I get calls.


Also worked Peddie tonight. Catering like a fiend.
WOrking once more tomorrow- twelve hours or so. Woot.

Yay money.

And I'm pretty sure I'm going to the Phillies game on Tuesday!

my grandmother is currently snoring across the room from me.
adorable.

scratch that 3.75...

and make it a 3.9!

apparently there was a computer glitch and mari messed up.
she sent me an email last night to say "my bad!" so now i have an A, rather than a B-!

Awesomeness!

3.75.


almost what i wanted and exactly what i got.

good enough for a very tough semester.

i am finished my second first year of college.
thank goodness.
its been a long two weeks but i'm done.
i mangaged to write 34 pages in 6 days. (impressive i think)
i did well in all my classes (in theory)
i didn't die under the pressure.
i didn't kill anyone else because of stress.

its all good.


thank god.

tomorrow we go look at a house.
an honest to goodness house in south philly
i'm excited.

so fuck your plan
i am not amused
you go scrimping about
but i'll stay here
i'll be the one to choose
we are not alright
we are not okay
i must not have been clear about it
i guess i have to say
you are not my life
you ar enot my soul
you are someone thats a part of me
your are not in control
and its not your fault
it was my mistake
i couldnt find the words to say
i couldnt stay

a slight break from the work.

i'm just putting this out there.
i hate college and finals and everything at this very moment.
and mari fielder even though i love her.
i just feel like i'm going to drown underneath all of my work right now.
its not cool.