Short and Sweet

I'm not fine. I haven't been fine. I just like the word because it succinctly responds to a question I really don't know the answer to. Heck, I don't really even what it means. OK, so I do actually know what it means, but that's not too helpful; a synonym of excellent is hardly a word I should be using to describe my condition. I think perhaps "distracted" would be more applicable. Not quite as pleasant an answer, but hey, at least it's a little closer to the truth. Too bad it's two syllables too long or I would actually consider using it.

Then and Now

If I can barely stand to say goodbye for the night, how am I supposed to say goodbye forever?

Unprovoked Response

This probably seems rather obvious to all of you, but I don't like posting about emotional things. I do actually find talking about such things almost therapeutic and I'm sure I've discussed some problem with each of you reading this. Writing serves pretty much the same purpose: making things a tad bit easier to cope with, or at least understand. If I can cohesively put everything down on paper or monitor I might actually have a chance at discovering what's going on this little mixed up head of mine. So when it comes down to it, the only thing I'm not comfortable with is publishing what I've written for all the world (or at least 5 of its people) to see. Perhaps it has something to do with me being accustomed to everyone thinking I'm a cold, heartless monster. Maybe I just like keeping my own secrets (which I'm simultaneously getting better and worse at doing). However, I think that, above all, I just find it a tad bit weird that some people would so impersonally offer up such personal information. I meant I love all of y'all, but I'm not going to just hand out everything I think on a silver platter. The purpose of a blog is merely to provide a format in which to write, and then to optionally share. The writing's the important part, not the sharing (though I guess I don't really need a blog if I all I want to do is write about stuff). Just because I don't post too often doesn't mean I haven't written anything, it just means that I haven't written anything I want you (or some other specific person) to read.

Thought Process

The first thing that popped into my head after hearing about recent events at North Hills: "Wow, that sounds like some poorly conceived, Latin-American military coup." The second thing: Dumbledore's Army.

Distance

I'm too tired to think of something witty to put as filler here, so I think I'll just save that for some other time. Here's a table of how far away (by car) I will be from everyone if I go to Rhodes College. As you'll probably notice, I am nowhere near anyone! I'm still not sure if that's a good or a bad thing, at least regarding most people. Well anyways, voila:

Person	Their College	Distance (miles)	Time by Car (hours)
Erin	Mississippi	218	3.5
Deirdre	St. Louis	288	4.75
Claire	LSU	384	6
Katie	Tulsa	403	6.5
Chandler	UD	466	7.5
People	UTD	461	7.5
Sarah	TCU	491	8
Bibb	Abilene	635	10.5
Gabe	UT Austin	649	10.5
Isaac	St. Edward’s	653	10.75
Beth	Elon	681	11
Richa	Duke	714	11.5
Alex	GW	869	14
Lana	GW	869	14
Isabel	Catholic University of American	875	14
Eric	Cal Poly	1933	31

Phrasing

In English class:

Isaac: "I think we should tie Beth to a tree and do stuff to her."

Us: o_O

Isaac: "No, I mean we can do bad things to her!"

Us: O_O

Isaac: "No, nothing sexual! We can just shove stuff down her throat."

Us: O_O

Later:

Me: "You know, Beth, you're trapped by three dudes."

Isaac: "Ya, if you try to escape I'm gonna spear you!"

~cue immature giggling~

Quote of the Day:

"IF YOU'RE NOT ****ING A BUS, YOU'RE NOT A METROSEXUAL!"

~Zangulus on idiotic made up words