I worked pretty hard on my blog for online journalism this week and am hoping the effort pays off. I was a little disappointed cause when I got to class a girl was blatantly copying my hard work. By this I mean we had the same topic and so she was modeling her blog off my already posted blog. LAME.
But karma caught up with that girl and it all deleted and now the teacher is teaching her a lesson in Flickr.
In other news:
Excellent day today so far. Got my bank account out of the (-).
Made plans for my lady date!
Found out I have the next couple weekends off.
Woke up on time.
It’s the little things that make all the difference really.
Second, I think I am getting a handle on this “life” thing. Slept in my bed like a big girl last night. I was actually incredibly comfortable… I guess three months of sleeping on a couch was a little ridiculous, but I am moving on in my own way.
Third, I was able to sleep in my room for a couple of reasons.
1. I did some MAJOR cleaning to be continued tonight.
2. Trev-or helped me rearrange my furniture so I didn’t just lay there and look at places and the memories that happened there.
D. I can’t wait to go home and take a shower.
Fifth, I REALLY want B-Dub’s tonight. Any takers? Like 8pm. Trev-or, Tim, I’m looking [typing] @ you.
Sixth, sense. BAM.
G. Doing decent in school. Mmmhhh. Classes are stupid or whatever, but I am going mostly… And getting my homeworks done.
Eighth. I would like to go on a lady date with Whitney some time. LMK :)
A long time ago, before Chris would ever commit to me and Tim and I had already broken up I was kinda sorta a little interested in one of my good friends. His name is Devin. I have no fear that he would read this because he doesn’t know how to use the internet… And frankly at this point I do not care.
Let’s just say that I learned there are a LOT of Devins in this world.
You know the type, a cute friendly guy that catches your eye… Only to reveal 6-9 months later that he is nothing but a douche. Seriously. Any dude that would THROW away a friendship over, well, I dont even know over what probably didn’t deserve a friend to begin with.
We have a class together this quarter but as of last Wednesday are not really speaking. I remember I went home and cried over our fight, but those tears turned into my being REALLY sad about Chris. Because there will only ever be one Chris. I mean that in, only one person will break my heart for the first time…