Ha, I haven't touched this thing in a century and three quarters.  How awful.

   Life is different than when I last wrote.  New semester, new classes, new faces.  Complete inconsistency.  I don't like it.

  Astonishing.

  I should really be studying for my Psychology Mid-Term right now, but I was getting so antsy I just couldn't do it anymore.  So I decided to write in this little thing because I haven't touched it in ages.  Things at work are going at the SPEED of LIGHT because of the dreaded October Pie Sale (and may all rude, ignorant customers who come in to buy pies rot in Heaven!).  My musical buddy Mary-Ann is leaving because she's getting a job as a fulltime teacher (*sniff*), but Tom's decided to put me on her shifts, so I suppose that's good.

 School is hectic, but it's fun.  As spoken before, midterms are coming up fast, and every teacher seems to think you A.) Have no other classes besides theirs, B.) Have no job, and/or C.) Have no life.  I mean, I don't have a life, but I do have lots of other classes and a job.  So phoey.  But on the lighter note, the classes are pretty interesting and I absolutely LOVE my History class.  My couselor meeting the other day left my outlook like this: at least a year and a half at Citrus, earning 30 credits.   With that I'll have enough to transfer to USC, UCLA, or APU.  If I go to USC (money?  What money?  You mean I have to PAY to go?), I can Double Major, which is what I'm doing as of now.  Music and History, here we come!

  We (that is me, Rosy, Joanne, Kelly, Stuart, Jaime, and Alex) all went to Bella last night to see Nick.  It was a uncertified disaster at first, but by the end it'd turned out ok.  Rosy and Kelz had picked a skimpy little yellow number for me to wear, and Nick brushed my arm and told me I looked very nice, whereupon I blushed and put on my sweatshirt.  When we left he walked us out to the car and we talked.  He gave me a big hug and we saw a possum walking on the wall.  He doesn't like possums.

  ...^.^

Currently Listening MMHMM By Relient K Be My Escape see related

  Today is September 11th.  Four years ago our country was brutally attacked by outside terrorists, and two of the most prominent buildings in the nation came crashing down in flames.  With them, they took 2,996 men, women and children, who died at the hands of those foul, evil people.

  Don't get me wrong.  It's not that they attacked the United States that makes them evil.  It's that they had such a disregard for human life; that they just killed, just slaughtered so many innocent people, in the name of God only knows what.  They attacked seeking to divide us, break us, fracture us into nothing.

They failed.

Enough said. 

   I'm taking this moment to announce that this will probably be my last entry on Xanga.  No one reads it; not that it matters, but whatever.  I'll delete it when I have the time, unless otherwise swain.

   ...Seussical Roadshow yesterday.  It was fun up until the end, when I realized that one of my closest friends really isn't as close as she pretended to be.  I actually made a much bigger deal out of it than I should have (whoa, Erin, make a big deal out of something?); I took Stuart and Ben home and the minute I got into the car, I started bawling.  It was probably pretty stupid to watch--with school and work and Opera coaching going on, it was a lot of stress on my frail little psyche, and I guess it just took a little tiny thing to push me over the edge.  But the 'Ouch' factor of the said incident was still really...well, ouch.

   Stuart was really nice about it, though, and Ben was too.  They both comforted me, and they're both really sweet for it.  But it still really stinks, the way environments change people, completely, awesomely unique people you wouldn't think they would change.  It really, really sucks.  With a capital 'S'.

  Otherwise, school is going good.  My classes are interesting, except for English.  I've been busy like mad, but that's not that new.  I'm still going to Prom with Tricia next year (yay!), and that'll be fun.  I have something to live for!   

  Formal goodbyes to all of you, even if I don't ever speak to you.  I'll exist now only in your memories. 

  Lets hear it for melodrama.

Currently Listening Candide: The New Broadway Cast Recording (1997 Revival) By Leonard Bernstein, Richard Wilbur Glitter and Be Gay see related

  Today marks the day I can say I've been through one "official" day of college.  That is, I've been introduced to all of my classes.  The professors seem pretty informal, very nicely rounded---most of them didn't mind being addressed as 'Mr.' or 'Mrs.' (except for Dr. Lubisich, who refuses to turn around if you call her by her married name).  Most were polite, some funny, but all of them are very in-your-face about their subject, and their passion for said subject.  They definitely don't go into teaching to 'teach', that's for sure.  They do it because their particular field provides few oppotunities in the area of finances (ie: a historian of World Civilizations).

  Currently looking for a Christian club on campus, but all I've come up with is this curious little organization called 'SHINE', which sounds more like a brand of dish soap than a club.  There was a phone number, but I'm worried a bit about denominations.  I personally don't care whether you're a black-white-polka-dotted-Southern-Northern-Presbebaptistical Christian or not, but I know that sometimes organizations are particular in sectioning denomination from denomination.  So, we shall see.

 No one ever reads this, so I can babble on to myself as long as I please.  I saw Beth Chapple today.  I have English with a couple of people I know, and one of whom's work I'm particularly interested in perusing, because (as lame as this sounds, and Lord knows it does sound lame) I followed his movie showcases in the SGW, and he writes very well.   I hope the Brighter Side people are having fun at Camp.  I wish all of you incoming seniors a happy year.  Loves, and goodbye.

Currently Reading Lysistrata (Signet Classics (Paperback)) By Aristophanes see related