Wishing and hoping and dreaming and praying

Random thoughts that I don't want to explain or justify. They just are.

I would just love to live in a world that was drama free. That would be ideal. But then again, I take major play in the drama arena. So I need to work on stopping that.

When I got into my car today, and it said it was 114 degrees, I knew I was entrenched in the Mississippi summer.

Panama City is in less than a month and I am not looking forward to it. Things must change.

I'm sick of people talking about their dissertations when they are only 19. Take it from an old over-achieving pro, doing those projects won't get you anywhere unless you get a degree from it. Maybe I am being a little cynical, but after Distinguished Scholar, I reserve that right. So unless I am going to be getting something seriously good out of a project, I'm not wasting my time. So stop asking me. And stop telling me your great ideas that I wish I could've come up with because it makes me jealous.

I haven't seen Office Space, but I think I will tonight. Best Buy is doing a week of Office Space, so I need to see the movie in order to understand everything that's going on there.

I got really really bad migraines this weekend and it wasn't fun at all.

Lying=crazy

I Xanga and LJ stalk way too much. For real. If I am going to stalk that much, I should at least post in my own.

Organization and Management (a.k.a. PS 472...a.k.a. Hell) makes no sense, but I only have three more class days. The more classes I take in my major, the more I hate it. This is not a good sign. Not at all. On the bright side, after the fall semester, I only have two more political science classes to take, and then I could technically graduate, but I am not going to because I will be staying the extra year to get my licensure to teach Spanish. That way, I might have a job when I leave college in case the whole grad. school idea doesn't work out.

I stress way too much about the future. I can't stop thinking about it. It feels so close, yet so far away, and I have no real plans for it. I feel so unprepared next to the 17 year olds who have their dissertations already.

I waste time on the Internet. Way too much time.

24 is an excellent show. Especially if you rent it on Netflix. Six Feet Under as well.

I wish I read more. I wish I exercised more. I wish I watched less TV. I wish I cared less about other people. All things I could change, but I don't. Am I just that lazy?

I had to get in my pool yesterday because I was so hot.

Work gets crazy. And I have little, if any, job satisfaction. But I don't see myself ever having job satisfaction when I am being paid by the hour, or working somewhere I don't want to work. Thus, I work at Subway because at least I know everything and don't have to learn new crap at a new job that might pay a little better and have a little more prestige. I am very concerned with this idea of prestige.

"The Metamorphosis" was very interesting. Good read.

I'm sleepy. I'm sick of 8:00 classes, but they get the school day over with quickly. In that regard, they are nice. I think I'm just sick of classes in general.