Back in action at ND. I'm so glad to have my girls back. SOOOO glad. You have no idea.

Last night I went out to the on-campus bar and had margaritas with my girls and my RA. So awesome :)

Mary sent me the trailer to the Hanson documentary - I really want to see it! I'm such a nerd.

Ever wonder how change happens in your life gradually? Sometimes I feel like I woke up one morning and the "old" Angelica was gone. That was probably sometime at the beginning of junior year at Duchesne. (That was so long ago - how scary is that!?) And time has passed and passed... ahhh I'm still not over the initial "it's been four years since you were a junior in high school" thing. It can't be that long - it doesn't feel that long ago. Or maybe it does. Hell if I know. I'm graduating from COLLEGE next year. COLLEGE. I just graduated from high school!!! Maybe I should stop thinking about it...

Time has flown by. I remember writing countless opendiary entries back then about how scared I was of going away to college. I had month by month countdowns. And now I might as well countdown to my last day at Notre Dame. Gosh, so much has changed. Wow.

I'm stunned.

The winter finally returned to the US. How obnoxious.

I go back to school in three days, which means that I only have two full days left at home. I hate this time - you know, the time when you're getting ready to leave but you haven't yet and you know you'll be sad to leave but it's not time to cry. So annoying. Oh well.

I'm worried about life. Correction: I'm worried about what I'm supposed to do in order to be successful in this life. I'm scared that I'm not going to end up being anything special. That may sound stupid, but I spent most of my life thinking that I was going to become someone famous... and that doesn't seem very likely nowadays. Junior year of high school brought those fantasies to a halt, but now I sit here as a junior in college, still struggling to accept the "normal" life I'm most likely going to have to live.

I've decided that there are too many what-ifs in my life and I really wish they'd leave me alone. And when I say they, I mean they - people who remind me of decisions that I made that changed the path that I'm following. Not that those decisions were bad in any way, but they were difficult and it's hard to pretend that they weren't. That probably doesn't make sense to anyone who doesn't know me very well, but no one really reads this anyway, so it doesn't matter.

I need answers. I need to know what I'm supposed to do with my life. My deadline is essentially here. Sigh.

I'm 21!!!

Yay for my birthday! :)