| May 15, 2001 1:43 p.m. |
| Here they are, my new semester resolutions... 1. Send my novel to publishers...hopefully by the end of this week. 2. Maintain a 4.0 ...I've gotta break that damn B+ curse...never thought I'd be dissatisfied with a B+ in grad school. Oh the times, they are a changin'. 3. Decide for certain whether or not counseling is for me. (In other words, actually give my practicum a chance rather than just killing time.) 4. Get on some kind of normal sleep schedule. You know, 8 hours a night rather than 3 hours a day. 5. Finish my thesis. 6. Maintain a healthy relationship with a guy who is deserving of my attention. The last of which is going to be the biggest challenge of all. |
| May 19, 2001 1:44 p.m. |
| Well, I've officially made it through the ifst week of the semester and I am extraordinarily overwhelmed. I know I've been joking about not coming back from New York next week, but let me just tell you, that is looking more and more like a realisitic option...so much so that I asked Taylor to make sure I get on the plane and come back to Florida at the end of the trip. As far as school goes, I'm not getting much done other than practicum hours. I don't like the way my site makes me feel about myself. Of course, hanging out with my teen court buddies all night on Thursday probably didn't help that much. It only made me miss doing the work I enjoy even more. Getting pretty close to accomplishing summer resolution #3 and I've only been at my site for 12 hours. Still plowing ahead on the project, to the neglect of my schoolwork. I'm so close to just saying fuck grad school and just moving to a big city, gettting a suck ass job in a coffee shop and writing all day long. |
| May 23, 2001 12:32 a.m. |
| Start spreadin' the news. I'm getting the HELL out of Florida today. I'm gonna be a part of it: New York, New York! You have no idea how excited I am. Well, some of you do because you're going with me. Speaking of which I CANNOT tell you HOW excited I am about how many people I'm going to get to see on my trip. Elyse, Andrew, Joe, Rick, Taylor, Ryan, Heather...and hopefully Jennifer Lynn when I get back...yippeee. If you can't tell I'm excited. And The Producers---God, this is going to be such an amazing trip. But contrary to popular belief (including my own) I will be returning to Florida on Monday. This trip is going to be amazing, and in my humble opinion, such a vacation is WAY overdue. Anyway, I will see some of you tomorrow and some of you next week and hopefully some of you that I haven't seen in forever in the very near future. Love you all!! |
| June 6, 2001 11:16p.m. |
| I know, I know I know. I'm a journal slacker. I've been back from NYC a week now and this is the first time I'm getting to write in my oh so popular web journal. I seriously think that like literally two people read this, so to ya'll I'm sorry. I've been spending all my online time trying to upload all the pictures from my wonderful trip and I ran out of webspace in the process so I had to start a whole new geocities account and it's just been...well...messy. That and grad school is sucking the life out of me. It really is. You know a couple years ago when I sent out that email (and if any of you still have it and could forward it to me that would be awesome) about not growing up too fast? Well, here's my words of wisdom two years later: GET THE FUCK OUT OF COLLEGE WHILE YOU CAN. DO NOT GO TO GRAD SCHOOL. PASS GO, COLLECT YOUR GRADUATION GIFT MONEY AND GET THE HELL OUT OF THIS DAMN STATE!! Whew...Glad I got that off my chest. For those of you who have already escaped the hell that is for you...Good for you, but don't rub it in my damn face, okay? UGH. :) Well, the trip to New York was amazing and I have every intenion of making it something that happens frequently. I just need to get a real job and get the money to be able to afford it. In the meantime, I'm in hate...hating my practicum, hating my classes and my hellish schedule, hating my apartment and the hunt for a new one...the list goes on and on and on. And I miss my little angels. :::sigh::: I suppose the trip to New York was as much of a curse as it was a blessing. I've seen the life I want and it's not the life I have and the huge cavern between the two is just making me unbelievably depressed. But I love you all, even if you don't read my web journal. At some point this summer, I will have another big ass party. Even if it does get me evicted. :) |
| June 7, 2001 9:38 p.m. |
| Hey look! Another excuse not to study...woohoo!! Went to Teen Court this afternoon. I feel so loved there. It's such a nice change from my practicum which is just overwhelming and not for me at all. I have never felt less empathy or motivation to counsel than I do this semester. For the first time I'm sincerely avoiding phrases such as "Boy am I glad my life isn't as fucked up as yours" and "oh please, just suck it up and take it like a man!" I am a horrible, horrible person. But then I go to teen court and I'm working with these kids and I just know that that is what I'm supposed to be doing with my life. Sigh...if only didn't have to do this in Florida. Man I wanna get out of this town, man I wanna get out of this...damn state. On an up note, my New York pictures are officially up on the web. :) |
| June 9, 2001 12:26 a.m. |
| Thought For The Day: The WB show Change of Heart is like a car wreck. If it's in front of you, you can't help but watch it. This show is wrong on SO many levels. I can't imagine being one of the girls set up on a blind date with the other girl's boyfriend. I mean, you're essentially going on this show and this date to motivate this guy to end his relationship. And can you imagine if you actually end up with this guy? "Mommy, how did you and Daddy meet?" "Well, honey, I'm a homewrecker. I met your father when he and I went out and I was persuasive and intriguing enough to motivate him to break up with the girl he was dating." "Wow, Mommy, when I grow up I want to be just like you..." Jeez... And anyway, if you're even remotely motivated to go on this show, you might as well break up and get it over with because I can't see how a relationship could survive this sort of experience in the long run...just my two cents. :) |