I’m Back (in school)

So I’m back into school now.

About time.

Talk about last minute.

It was the first day of classes and I was on the phone all day crying and pleading for them to figure out why I couldn’t register.

The secretary in our provost’s office is a goddess, by the way.

I’m seriously considering sending her flowers.

Except I won’t, because I’m cheap. But I have some very pretty thank you cards.

I’d been on the verge of a breakdown for the past few days, then at around 1:30 yesterday, Secretary/Goddess called me saying, “Oh, someone forgot to mark you as re-admitted. You’re good to go.”

One little check mark caused me all that pain.

But none of that matters now; I’m back in to school!

And now I’m going to go enjoy all the benefits of being in college, like free gym access, cheap healthcare, and the impressive DVD collection in the library.

(I’m only taking six credit hours, I’ll have plenty of time to enjoy these perks.)

So, yeah. I’m going to go do that now.

P.S. With unlimited access to campus computers (another perk!), I should be posting more now. A lot more. At least more than once every few months.

Only One Vice

I’m trying to quit smoking (again/still).

At this point I’ve gone 36 hours without a cigarette, and I’m doing pretty well.

I was reading a play the other day, and one of the characters said a person should have only one vice. That particular character chose drinking. I haven’t decided what my one and only vice will be, but I’m almost certain I don’t want it to be cigarettes.

Maybe it will be alcohol.

Maybe it will be something demure like coffee.

I of course will not give up any one vice entirely (except maybe cigarettes), I’ll just only consume one with any regularity.

I’m tempted for the vice I choose to be food-related, but that seems like a very good way to gain a lot of weight.

We shall see.

I suppose I’ll figure out what I enjoy the most over the next few days.

And keep on not smoking those cigarettes.

Enough Already

I’m done being angry.  I’m done hating.  I’m ready to move on.

I just needed some time to just be crazy. 

I should go a little crazy more often.  But probably not at the expense of somebody’s emotions like this time.

Now I can focus on the friends I’ve been neglecting.

Side note, I also need to find an apartment for next semester.  Better get on that.  Stat.