I've been having a really odd week. Some good stuff, lots of bad stuff. But I've gotten my Roman Art and Archaeology taken care of, so I don't have to worry about that anymore. I also took care of one of my theses for this week. I'm so happy that I get to go home. People keep complaining that I get to go home whenever I want and thus have no reason to want to go home, but quite frankly, I do not give a shit. I still want to go home. Besides, I get to take Jeremy home, so that gives us more time together. I'm going to be spending most of my time with Mom and Dad, so I probably won't see him too much. I hope I get to see Caitlyn and Kennon too.
I've been working out with Simone every chance I get (which has only been about three or four times), but I'm going to try to make it a regular thing. I feel so much better when I do something physical during the day. It helps me sleep better and I feel happier after expending some energy on the eliptical.
I'm also beginning to get really hardcore about this ballet thing. I'm taking extra time to go to the studio when no one is there just so I can practice. I have discovered that my room is not the appropriate place to try to dance. I even asked Shanna to tutor me, but she said I didn't need it. I might end up getting her help later on though, when I figure out what I really really need help with. Petrus was in a better mood today and Monday and even took us out for coffee. I had some really good cinnamon latte. Apparently getting cut down in there twice a week has been one of the major things bothering me. I talked to Mom about it and she kind of pointed it out to me. Thank God. If she hadn't helped me realize it, I would probably still be wandering around in a frustrating haze.
As wonderful and interesting as all of that is, the best part of my day was almost getting attacked by a potentially rabid opossum. Yes, opossum. It was sitting between the brick column of Reid and a trash can and looked really scared. I felt bad for it and impulsively wanted to pick it up. Luckily there were several manic, screaming girls around to snap me out of my "OH-LOOK-ISN'T-THE-WITTLE-BITTY-OPOSSUM-JUST-ADORABLE?" stupor and back into "holy-hell-that-thing-could-kill-me" reality. Too bad it wasn't a kitty. I could have picked up a kitty. :(

Longwood last night was interesting. Apparently some guy that was friends with Jeremy left the party when no one was looking and ended up trying to drive home, but he got pulled over by the cops. Nice job, B.J. Nice job. Anyway, other than that incident, it was pretty fun. I usually don't have much fun at parties, but I decided not to drink and actually had a good time. I might start coming more often now that I know what to do and what not to do to have a good time. I was hoping that Cari would be here, but she ended up going somewhere else. She said she'd come to SB and visit me though, so maybe I'll see her soon.

Later...
I'm back at SB and I feel much better. Except that now I miss Jeremy even more. I feel very artistic right now. I've been singing all day pretty much and I feel like writing something.
Jessie, Simone, and I went to the Bistro around 10 and I haven't stopped laughing since. This is not a good thing after eating pizza and drinking two cups of Pepsi. Ugh, I feel sick. It hurts...oh why does being happy have to hurt so much? Ow...

Darling I don’t want you to see
What you really mean to me
Because I’m afraid you’ll know
Why I really want to go.

There’s no reason to cry
I’m not going to die.
I’m just going to leave
Since I find it harder to breathe

When I’m around you
I forget what else I’m going through.
Nothing seems to matter but
I still sit and cry

Myself to sleep. I need to see
My tears so I can heal.
I don’t think anyone runs
As fast as I do when everyone shuns

Me. Keeping my weakness and hiding it
In the Dark, hiding in my own self-dug pit
Full of tears that I shed on many a night
Waiting for me to stop trying to fight

My love that I feel for you. It pains
Me and drives me practically insane
Wanting to tell you that I love you
While falling faster into the blue

Sky above me. I fall up because that is what
You to do me: you throw me inside and shut
The door, lock me away, take the key,
To your heart where I don’t want to be.

Sing to me the song you wrote
When we were far apart
Looking up at the sky
And feeling sorrow in our heart.

Find a way to tell me
How you really feel
Instead of leaving me alone to guess
And ponder if this is real.

Let me know if you can stay
Or is it far too late?
Don’t cry alone and unprotected
If it’s not your fate.

Help me catch my fading breath
And hold me in my place
Like you always used to do
When I was delicate as lace.