Sunday, April 17, 2005

What day is it? And in what month? This clock never seemed so alive.
- Lifehouse

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I'm starting to wrap up the year. The posters are off of the walls, and everything seems so bare. I'm excited for the summer though - I really hope it's a good one.

Monday, April 11, 2005

25 days til home. I can't believe that I'm going to be registering for my senior year classes tomorrow. Ack!

Let's see... not much is new. Today I went to visit ND's law school, and it was nice, but I didn't feel called to be there the way I felt called to come to ND in the first place. Something was just too different, but I can't put my finger on what it was exactly. Honestly, I think I just have this HUGE yearning to go back home. To just be home. It's somewhat distressing to know that I may never actually live in my mom's house ever again... I'm supposed to be grown up and making adult decisions and all that crap, yet I have this strange wish to just be at home where everything's familiar and I don't have to be a part of the real world yet.

Sometimes I wonder if I'm going to law school just to delay my entry into the supposed real world. I actually have little interest in working or any of that crap; my interest is much more in sitting around the house with my dog. I can't get paid to do that though, and it'd be immensely boring after a while and I'd feel dumb. But how the heck am I supposed to know that I'll be a great lawyer? I probably won't be. I think I'd be completely happy going to a decent/average law school, but no, I should "strive to reach my potential" and such... siiiigh. What's a girl to do? Seriously, now.

I just want to be home. And I want gas prices to go back down so I don't feel guilty when I drive. And I want to get As on all of my finals. And I want to see the Goo Goo Dolls in concert again. I want a lot of things, don't I.

I feel like I know waaay too many people with screwed-up relationships, many of whom are divorcing. This is very disheartening for someone who is looking forward to the day when she can get married. I just figure that they're different - that they didn't know each other well enough when they decided to get married. At least, I hope that's the case. I'd hate for this to hit me, too.

Alright... enough. I'm fighting to stay awake as it is, and it's only 11:30. I'm reverting back to my high school days... sheesh.