So I wasn't back as quickly as I had hoped to be.....I was planning to blog on Saturday night but we decided to go to a party at the last second, and it was actually one of the better nights I've had this semester. I thoroughly enjoyed every aspect of the night. And I just want to throw out there that I think its pretty cool that Jacob is single. I think if I go any farther than that people will think less of us. Maybe just me. I don't know.
Anyway, last Thursday, we walked down South Congress because it was the first Thursday of the month, and I have to say that it might have been the best sober night I had since I was home. I don't know if that's the characteristic of an alcoholic. I don't think so. But I'd be lying if I said that it doesn't worry me. Haha.
Speaking of home (I think I did this with the last blog), over the summer, Mike showed me postsecret.com. Its site where people mail in postcards with their secrets written on them, and its all anonymous. I hadn't really looked at it until I got to Austin and I have those weeknights when I'm up thinking til 4am. Anyway, a lot of the secrets are pretty bearable, like missing someone really bad if they're overseas, or wishing to get back together with an old flame. But some of the things these people are hiding are just incredible. There were a couple about one spouse having an affair with someone who was extremely close to the other spouse, or thoughts about one's own depression or the depression of someone close to them, or even things like being afraid to come out because the person was afraid that men wouldn't find him attractive. As messed up as a lot of it is, sometimes reading all of these things helps me realize that I'm not the only one who knows how messed up our lives can get.
Hah. Mike WOULD be the one to introduce that to me.
Also. I did my advising appointment yesterday, and I took a good look at my preferable classes that I will be taking next semester. THIS IS GOING TO SUCK. I'm basically taking the next level of every class that I'm taking now. Its going to be as hard, if not harder than it is right now. Put it this way...if things go my way, I have to take a three hour class on Monday nights. That is some booty (black terminology for bullshit) right there.
Hold up. Jacob just walked in and farted for 5 straight seconds, not even kidding. Gotta open a window.
Ok. Well when it is tomorrow at 10:30 in the morning, I will be exactly one month away from being on a flight to a small town full of over priviliged white people that I like to call "home." I have lots of more reasons to be looking up than down. We'll see how long I can keep it up.
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