In Short...

I need a job. I miss school. I miss having a purpose. I like sleeping late. I don't want to see my best friend go back to school unless she agrees to let me live in her dorm until summer. The process of reapplying to Belmont has begun and that is MUCHO exciting. I miss Kindall. I miss Rebecca. I miss Liz. The Panthers blew it, BIG time. I refuse to blame Jake SOLELY. What does accomplishment feel like again? I like writing songs. I just wrote a decent one (I think) called "The Other Me". I might post it. But I might not.

The scary thing is that I haven't had any grand amount of caffeine. This is just a collection of all the thoughts in my head all at once. It feels good to have them on "paper".