I’m not wearing my boot. I quit! I can’t honestly be expected to wear that walking boot for four to six weeks when my ankle is perfectly fine. I took it off on Saturday, and I haven’t felt a twinge or stab of pain yet. I think it was a scheme, I have good insurance, and I’m not putting it… Read More
I sent in my application for UNC Charlotte today. Whether the road is a long one or a short one, it now stretches out in front of me. I applied as a “Pre-Med” major. I’m not really getting my hopes up or nervous because there is always the chance that they wont accept me. I don’t know how I’m going… Read More
I am listening to “The Postal Service” and I really like them. The genre they are listed under is “Electronic” but they don’t sound anything like you’d expect. The music is calm, and sweet, and very catchy. Crystal told me to give them a try, and I haven’t turned them off since. My favorite song is “The District Sleeps Alone”…. Read More
Isn’t emotion interesting? Here I am, sitting alone on the couch. Brock took the dog with him, and the kitten jumps up to snuggle with me every fifteen minutes or so. My hair is cold against the side of my neck, and I can still smell the soap fresh off my skin. No socks on yet, because I’m not even… Read More
So, no Mini Cooper yet. Frustrating? Yes! Very interesting. I have sat down to write, and now I think I have nothing to write about. Twenty-one days until I fly home for Christmas. I’m completely thrilled. But I’ve already said that. Here is the picture of the bruise on my leg from the soccer game on Tuesday. It’s pretty hot…. Read More
I don’t know if you watch Scrubs. I watch Scrubs, and Eliot always says “Frick.” Well, Frick. Tuesday night, Brock and I went to play a game of “pick up” soccer. We both enjoy playing very much, and it’s just five bucks. We had a couple of friends meet us there, and played against the house team – the team… Read More
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