premature grandma.

im really trying to change things. be a little more proactive about my fate. try to get a little more on top of my school work. get some sleep. go to the gym. lay off the damn cookies. i am going to meet with the dean of student affairs hopefully within the week to discuss what my options are and what he would suggest for me to do.

as is: this wont do.

truth is im not very happy here right now. and i hate to say that even though i suppose anyone smart enough to be able to read this could probably deduce this for themselves. i just hate to admit that at least for the moment im kinda failing. i mean i know im not failing, but the fact that im not having the most awesome time of my life makes me feel a little stupid for not just taking the easy way out.


but rhoda rhoda rhoda says youre gonna make it after all mary tyler moore.

so i have all these little goals that i surely wont do, just like new years resolutions. ill think about them, ignore them and chalk them up to "good ideas at the time" so the plan right now is to do whatever i can to get my name out there. decide if the greek life is really the life for me. try to find my place somewhere. and for the love of queso take some damn pictures again.

the good news is a byproduct of my depression just so happens to be handknit scarves. and many of you will be reaping the benefits of that in the coming months. w00t go premature grandmas.