Welcome back to another delightful and enchanting semester. This year you will learn how to let go. This year you will learn how to understand the economy. This year you will get a job. This year count the moments that make you laugh, and you will lose track. This year is not your year... :) But it's coming.
I have five classes this semester - 17 hours. It should be beautiful. (Can I just say the new Herbal Essences commercial is ridiculous and stupid... how do people get hired to make abominable advertisements?) Unfortunately, it look like my classes are just going to be mediocre... nothing too interesting. But on the bright side, one of my professors talks like he did a lot of drugs when he was younger - score.
Valentine's Day is less than a month a way. It's a stupid made up holiday. :) Well, it is made up... right? I don't really know if it's stupid or not. I will be on duty in Abel Hall... right where I belong. I'm so glad to be back at school. I want to write a book, but I'm not very good at writing stories. I'm better at ideas... or the abstract. That's probably why poetry wins.
Do you think everything eventually just falls into place... and you just get it. You know, "It." What's "it"? Life? Your purpose? Anything? I'm not quite sure. I fell dumb writing anything too serious on here, especially about anyone I know. It just doesn't seem like a very good idea. So it's probably not, right?
:) I'm going to sleep. You should listen some songs by Kate Nash... I like her.
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The ramblings, writings and musings of an apprentice. Because "poets are damned but see with the eyes of angels"
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My buddy Bill and I try to summarize commercials in a single sentance based on what happens in it. I think my favorite one by far was Herbal Essences: It makes you orgasm in the shower. I don't think I've seen a new one though.
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