Maybe I won't drop out of college after all...

Transferring stinks - especially when your first choice school got behind on the whole application process.  I got a call at 6:30 am with "good news"!  It should only take another 1-3 WEEKS.  (By which time some of my other schools require a decision.)  Argh.

I've been really tired and grumpy at the Nerdster lately.  Some of that was legitimate paaaay atteeentiooon to meee and commitment issue stuff, but I just realized that I've had three periods in the past 6 weeks, so PMS had to be part of it - not to mention the lack of blood in my body which makes me all tired and defeatist.  But maybe it's over?  Oh, please let it be over.

Classes are going good - I've gotten really lazy and procrasinate-y this semester, but hopefully that won't affect my grades.  If it does, well I get to start over next year anyways; any B I might get won't actually effect my new gpa.

I'm ready for summer - and I got a call back for a job that I applied for, so I might even have money to afford school next year!

Buzzed.

It's an interesting feeling; as I'm writing this, my belly is pleasantly warm and my mind is running a thousand miles an hour, while my body just wants to lie down and relax.

But then, I'm not sure how much of my current inclinations are due to the beer - I already was in a contemplative mood and, this has been a cramp-filled, ache-y day all over. I want to go and experiment by talking to people and seeing how much I have actually been affected (besides my keyboarding skills - this has been heavily edited), but something tells me that might be a bad idea.

So, I'mma just go back to reading depressing war stories for class. My Lai Massacre ftw!!!

Moar passive-aggressive waiting games

This is so unfair. And yet, I continue. This probably makes me a bad person. Just like not going next door to help my grandpa cough out his second lung does.

But I sold my soul to be a student a long time ago - essays take priority over life.