That stinkin song is STUCK.IN.MY.HEAD! I've listened to it like 800 times. Anyway............so I haven't written anything in about a million years! It's funny how that happens. It's not as if I've been THAT busy for the past five months, but I guess updating a xanga that no one but me really reads just isn't at the top of my priorities list. BUT, at any rate, I still have it and here I am.

So school started last week. It kinda makes me sick to my stomach to think that I'm a junior in COLLEGE. Weird. I don't want to graduate. I LOVE school...well, the fun things, not the actual "school" part. Why has it gone by so fast? I only have two years left, and it makes me reaaaallllyyy sad. I mean technically I have more, but grad school doesn't really count...it's not the same. I love everything about being here: Zeta, my friends, FOOTBALL SEASON (which is RIGHT around the corner again, yippie), all the new people I've met, being crazy, young, and spontaneous (well...as spontaneous as I can be, which I guess really isn't all that much), living in this a-MAZING house, my classes this semester, even though they're going to kill me....everything! It's so refreshing to genuinely love where you are in life. I mean, don't get me wrong, I have PLENTY of improving I need to do in different areas, and I still have negative Nancy moments where I'm just like "raaah life sucks" but it really doesn't. Certain parts of it do, yeah, but for the most part it's pretty great, yes?

Let's talk about fun things that have happened....whilst I avoid my homework. This summer I worked at St. Pat's and I literally won't be having kids for at least 10-15 years, if at all..no really, it was good experience and I really liked playing with the kids in my class and there were some SUPER cute ones, but yeah. Great birth control.

In the middle of July I was rear ended and it was a hit and run. So that sucked. It sucked even more when we found out the insurance company wrote it off because the repairs were going to cost like 80% of my car's value...even though it really looked like it would be okay. But it just screwed up too much of my internal framework and the suspension and whatnot, sooo....bye bye car. :( Not having a car blooooooooowwwwws, for those of you who don't know. Also, kinda lame, but I didn't even get to say goodbye to my BEAUTIFUL little car because my dad took it away to the shop and I wasn't expecting to never see it again. Sad. I don't know what's gonna happen. I do know however that I've had to bum lots of rides and had to take Campus Transit the other night when I was on the other side of campus and had to get back to the Zeta house at like 10 at night--sketch. I don't know about getting a new car. I mean I've made it pretty clear that I hate not having one, but I'm honestly not in any hurry to get a new one. I'm here at school on campus and have no where I really need to drive to and my parents can just come get me when I want to go home (which, plus side..I haven't been home in like five weeks. And I miss Sara and everything but ummm...it feels nice not feeling obligated to go to Zachary every weekend). So whatever happens happens. But just a general message to you, whoever/wherever you are out there that did this to me: you SUCK. And I hope all your hair falls out and someone drops a freight train on your house.

Rush happened and thank GOD it's over. Longest two and a half weeks of my LIFE. Everyone started coming down with the plague during workshop and thank goodness I never got sick and still haven't, knock on wood. But it was just a very rough couple of weeks. Don't get me wrong though, I do have a weird love for rush and workshop because it allows me to get to know and get close to girls I ordinarily wouldn't hang out with during the rest of the year. I was also the philanthropy round party chair this year, and that's something that I spent a lot of time working on all throughout the summer, just planning the party and getting the logistics straightened out..but seriously? Everything that could have POSSIBLY gone wrong for that party, did. It was awwffulllll....I mean I'm glad I did it, but holy hell I've never been so stressed out in all my life. Well that's probably a lie, but whatevs. Oh, another thing that happened over the summer while I'm on the topic of Zeta, our previous ritual chair had to step down and I was asked to take her place. So now I'm on our executive council and I'm SOO happy because it's something I had wanted to do last semester but couldn't just for various reasons. It's also a little stressful and overwhelming just since I'm coming in halfway through the year and everyone else has been doing whatever they do for a semester already. But I'm making it. I have some pretty kickass assistants and a lot of really supportive friends, plus everyone else on EC is basically amazing, so I'm just trying to enjoy myself.

My hair's getting long and I like it. :] I enjoy feeling like it's doing what I want it to, especially since so often it doesn't.

Last night we went to hang out in Hammond with my new crew and good God I don't know how many more times I can do that. I love them ALL, but there's this one guy in particular who gets so completely out of control sometimes and it's really frustrating and tiresome to deal with. BUT speaking of that, I would just like to say how completely in love I am with the fact that I just kind of allowed myself to be absorbed into this group that I would have absolutely no ties with if it weren't for Bobbye and Leslie (my unofficial roommates from last year since I was in their room all the time due to my own roommate being a freakin psycho). They all graduated from St. Amant, some of them from EA, and I'm just like this lowly little outsider who slowly started coming around and now I've actually reached the point where I'll hang out with them even if Bobbye and Leslie aren't there...sounds kind of lame and not that big of a deal I guess when I write it out, but it's just weird. I was never like that in high school, but yayy I've changed. haha oh not to mention that most of these people are GUYS, that's weird too. I've never had an excess of guy friends, especially in high school. I had a grand total of like two and my mom was convinced they were both gay since they hung around with all girls. Ironic that I ended up dating both of them at some point? pahaha whatever. But yeah. It's weird. One time in particular over the summer it was just me and five of them. We went to Mellow Mushroom and I felt like I should have been chaperoning...that was mainly when they started shooting straw paper at one another. But back to last night, that was fun. Well no, let's call it interesting. I managed to completely face plant at one point, don't ask me how it happened. I think I just tripped over other peoples' feet because I'm graceful like that, but now I have a HUGE bruise on my knee and a scrape on my elbow. And while we're on the subject of my battle wounds, I have another bruise on my arm from when I was running down the stairs a little too fast the other day and almost fell all the way down them but managed to catch myself by slamming into the banister. And also I was involved in a shaving debacle that apparently makes it look like I was either "in a fight with a cat" or "mauled by an adolescent raccoon," to quote a few of my charming friends who made fun of me. Seriously though, for starters I don't think I've cut myself this bad since I was like twelve, and secondly, IT HURT SO BAD. The cut is like four inches long going down the back of my leg and don't even ask how it happened. It was late, I was tired, and I guess I was just trying to get my shower over with way too quickly and not paying attention to what I was doing. But it hurt like crap and I stood in the shower for a good ten minutes while I proceeded to cry. Not a good day for me.

In other news, word up to my fellow unemployed college students. I would also like to give a shoutout to my boss who ignored my emails for two weeks and then informed me a grand total of three days before school started that I would no longer be able to work at the graduate school due to the dang budget cuts. Reliability at its finest..grrrrrrr! So I'm on the hunt for a job. I'm thinking maybe CC's in the library. We'll see how that goes. But anyhoo I feel like that's enough for now. Or even to last a while seeing as how I probably won't update again for another three months. I've been avoiding school work all day and will most likely continue to avoid it now as I try to find someone--anyone--to do something with. I'm apparently the only one without something to do/left here/alive because I haven't heard movement out in the hallway in HOURS. Okay...tootles!

I haven't written anything in a really long time. Tonight's not the night, either. I still haven't recovered from the eleven hours I worked yesterday. Buona notte.

P.S. Tigers beat Virginia 9-5...yippeeee!!

I have a dream
A song to sing
To help me cope
With anything

If you see the wonder
Of a fairytale
You can take the future
Even if you fail...