Monday, January 24, 2005

Hi all.

I realize now that I should stop apologizing for my blog laziness. I'm a busy person, and even when I'm not busy my first thought is not always of a blog entry.

Anyway it is a new semester, but most importantly of all it is my FINAL semester. So even though it's barely started I am excited because this it it. My classes look challenging, two of them slightly obnoxious, but as long as I work hard, like a I usually do, I should be fine. But I know Senior-itus will catch up with me sooner or later and it is then that I will have to remind myself that if I don't work hard this semester I will undoubtly have to take more classes to graduate, which I don't want.

I was reading some of the old journal entries before I archived them, and it's just amazing to me the difference of a year. Last year at this time, I was heartbroken and wallowing, and now, well, it's completely different. I'm looking forward to the future, not for relief but for it's possibilities.

I've been trying to work on the novel, I have 130 pages now, with about 20 or so to be transcribed, but I'm having trouble trying to decide how I want to get to the end. I know what has to happen, but I'm not sure how to get there. and then I just write, and I don't know if I'm wandering in my pages or getting somewhere.

Hmmm many things to ponder. As far as my social life is concerned, I hung out with Kris and Deb this weekend, it was Kris' b-day weekend. Tasha came into to town but I didn't really get to see her much, she had to leave Saturday morning because of a family emergency. I definatly avoided my homework and ended up watching a lot of movies with my roommates. (btw, I should never ever watch scary movies ever, seriously. It messes with my dreams)Oh, my fish died. Dobby the ancient has passed on to the other realm, I still have to empty his fish bowl, now that he no longer resides there.

My bike chain came off this morning on the way to school which sucked. I fixed it but now I'm all paranoid it will happen again.

Not much else is going on, sort of tired and don't have anything to do right now, nor the motivation to do anything that would be considered productive.

Frances' brain shut down at 08:45 p.m..