Well three weeks have come and gone. My second session of work is now over, and I only have one week left here in Houston. It's funny how the summer seems to have gone by sooo fast, but only now that it's essentially over.

You know, this whole "deciding where to go to law school" stuff is really hard. I feel as if two different things are pulling me in opposite directions, and no matter which one is chosen, someone will end up hurt. I hate it. Picking a college wasn't this hard. Plus, I guess I just always assumed I'd come home... and the thought of not coming home is waaaay too much for me. In fact, my grandpa was telling me today that I need to pick a school closer to home this time around, because it'll make it easier for everyone. Ah. You'd think it'd make everything easier, but it only seems to be more complicated. My family wants me home. My boyfriend would love to flitter about the world seeking adventure. And I'm caught in the middle. :-/

On a brighter note - I'm sooo excited about being an RA this year. I'm in the middle of making my door decorations, which have been tedious work but I think they're worth it. I hope they're appreciated. :) I've missed John and my ND friends... and Mary promised to visit a lot this coming semester, so I'm thinking that it's gonna be a great year. My final one at ND. I can't believe I've had this journal for four years. Sheesh.

Well folks, it's been almost a month since I last wrote, which is good because I am trying to make time go by faster. It's mystifying really - I seem to have a love/hate relationship with wherever I'm living at any given time. 'Cept for Notre Dame in the fall... because you simply can't beat that.

So LSAT scores came and went, and now I'm wondering whether or not I should go to law school at all. I don't want to go to school anymore, or work, or travel indefinitely, or sit at home all day. I guess you could say that I'm ridiculously hard to please right now, and no decision I make right now will feel right. Sigh. I wish things were more clearcut, you know, the way they were when I was deciding where to go to college. Unfortunately, nothing's clear, and I'm sitting here wondering what the hell I'm going to be doing come June 2006.

Mary and I saw Lifehouse last week. That was a fabulous show, in spite of the unrelenting heat inside of the venue. I felt as if they were purposely trying to make it so unbearably hot that we'd pick up and leave. Thankfully we didn't, and we were well rewarded - Jason Wade (lead singer for those of you who are unenlightened *wink*) winked at us twice. We were super close :)

I have all these ideas for a story and I keep wishing I could just tape them and edit them together later, much like a film. Unfortunately stories cannot be made of just little points that you find interesting and no other substance. Perhaps I should consider filling in those other blanks.

I'm rambling now. And bored. And kind of annoyed with my mother. I'm going to get going.