PMS...

As if being a girl isn't hard enough lets add periods x6. Love my roommates and we don't ever have massive hissy-fits but we sure do have crying parties. The most recent (ended 20 minutes ago) was with Lizzie. We watched The Notebook- her first time seeing it. We both bawled like little girls and now our hearts hurt. Don't know why we insist on doing these kinds of things to ourselves but apparently we never learn. Oh well. Still love that movie. Love you too Elizabeth!

Oh Michael...

Its official, I'm going to marry Michael Buble. I'm just sitting here listening to his music. Everything makes me smile no matter what kind of mood I'm in and no matter whats going on it always puts me in a good mood. Feelin Good is aptly named:) Cry Me a River, I don't know how many times I've wanted to say this to so many people and he just tells everyone. Home- I can relate, there truly is no place in the world like home and the people that you love so much. Haven't met you yet? Um, ya. No need to explain how that is applicable to me. Fever? Why yes Mr. Buble you do give me fever... And I guess it would be ok if he sang me to sleep every night for forever.

Its Time

I think its time. Time to accentuate the positive. Time to stop seeing only negative things about everything. Time to open up. Its just time.

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Is hard seeing everyone around you changing and doing things with their lives- getting married, going on missions, graduating from school, going to school (take your pick). Especially when life has come to a slight hault. I was planning on going to school in January, but there is this little thing that I don't have... They claim that it can't make you happy, but it makes life a lot easier when you have it. Thats right- money. Its a neccesary thing that I just don't have right now. So I won't go to school until August now. Trust me I would love to go to school and get it over with but it just isn't something that I can afford right now.

My friend and roommate Nichole is practically engaged. She is all sorts of ooey-gooey about this boy but she is moving home to save money. Which means- we are getting a new roommate and the only thing that I know about this new girl is that she is asian. I don't know why but I kind of have this irrational fear of asians and now I will be living with one... I credit this fear to my previous roommate Molly, and it seems that even though she is gone that fear has stayed with all of us. This should be interesting- for lack of a better vocabulary. I should work on that.