New day.  Haven't written in a million years.  Saw the Exorcism of Emily Rose last night... I had my eyes covered for a vast majority of the movie.  Then, Katie and I were scared, and she slept in my bed so the 3 a.m. demon people wouldn't come and get us.    EEP!  Scary scary. 

Decades dance is tonight.  YAHOO.  I love my poodle skirt.  I think I belonged in that era or something.  Seriously.  OH!  AND I bid on a pair of saddle oxfords on ebay because I decided I needed to have a real live pair for the next time i dress up in my poodle skirt.  I LOVE saddle oxfords. 

Evan came last weekend and we watched all of season 3 of 24 on DVD.  If you haven't seen 24, you should.  It's GREAT! 

Okay, I need to go get ready. 

Here I am.  Again. 

This is fun!  Small group was tonight... I LOVE being all women.  And Rob Bell.  Woo!  We watched this video thing by him (a pastor guy), and it was great.  I worked at Brewster's again today, and I found out that one of the girls I work with LOVES Disney and even worked in Disney World.  TWICE.  We talked about Disney World for like, the whole shift, and it put me in a really good mood. 

I think I'll live there.

Or at least vacation there.  A lot. 

I found out today that event planning is a major (not at this school) and decided that I may have missed my calling.  (!)  Wouldn't THAT be fun for a living?  I LOVE to plan! 

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So everyone has their "thing", right?  Some people have self esteem issues, some people have claustrophobic issues... whatever.  Everyone's got one.  Well, my thing:  trust.  I have trust issues.  I don't know why.  It's some kind of wound I have, probably tied in somewhere with my perfectionist issues.  Seriously.  I don't recover easily from being lied to.  It's hard for me.  Especially when it's people close to me. 

And this is just a bad, bad day.  I just don't get it.  Lying always comes back and bites you in the tushy.  Somehow it gets found out.  And society, after all these years, STILL has not learned that.  It is just easier to tell the truth.  And it usually causes much less trouble when the truth is prompt.

I just don't get that about people. 

This is a VERY long day. 

Pray for the people down south.  If you haven't seen the news yet, watch it.  Don't be stuck in the college bubble for this one.  It's astounding.  I wish there was something I could do to help.  (All drama seems much smaller when you are watching people's houses submerged in water on CNN.) 

Day 2.  This is SO fun! 

Katie and I got ice cream tonight.  Weight Watchers is clearly going well.  Off go a great start! 

Nothing overly exciting happened today, but I DID go to Potbelly's with Susie and Katie.  Hooray!  I miss my married friend. 

In other news, I fell off the curb by DeGarmo yesterday, right after ballet class.  I will never be graceful.  Luckily (?), I did NOT get hit by a car.  I DID feel llike a moron, though.  But I'm used to it. 

So I don't know what my problem is, but my motivation level this semester is WAY low.  I just do NOT want to do any homework.  Usually I start out the semester doing homework early, and this semester I am behind after the first week.  So THAT's going great!   Maybe I should start some homework. 

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Okay, I am officially inviting people into my thoughts.  Weird.  Let's see.  What are you supposed to write about?  This feels kind of weird.  Like someone's in the bathroom when I have to fart. 

You want to do it, but you're not sure what they'll think, especially because they saw you on the way in and it can't be an anonymous fart. 

Hmm. 

Welp, school. has started again.  For the last time.  My schedule is extremely difficult this semester.  Family Collaboration, Aural Rehab, and my toughest classes... Jazz II, Ballet II, Modern, and Tap. 

I LOVE to dance.  Seriously.  A ton.  I have not had so much fun with a physical activity ever.  Sometimes I think that if I had started younger (not when I was 21 on a whim), I would have ended up a dance major or something.  I just love it.  It kicks my butt.  I'm not that good.  Ballet especially makes me feel like a dandilion among roses, but I love it anyway.  The atmosphere of the class is so... prima donna or something.  Everyone is tiny and has been dancing for their whole lives, and then there is me.  When I can't get a step down or I fall out of a spin, there isn't anyone there to laugh with me.  (You know, the courtesy laugh that you do so the other person isn't embarrassed.) 

Just pulling out my dance shoes makes me happy.  I have Tap at 8:30.  My earliest class ever, an elective.  I love it. 

Anyway. 

Katie and I re-joined Weight Watchers today.  Andrea may be joining the HAK House weight loss shuffle, too.  It's terrible because usually when one of us craves brownies or cookie dough, the other two support that person in their time of need.  :)  Maybe if we are all three on weight watchers, it will go a little better.  I DO have a wedding dress to fit into. I should be more motivated.  But I know my dress fits, and I know my fiance doesn't care.  Sometimes I feel like trying to lose weight just encourages me to have bad self esteem.  I am extremely aware of my shape lately, since I spend 4 classes a week in form fitting dance attire.  I haven't felt awful about myself... will an attempt to lose weight change my perspective?  We'll see! 

Okay, this is going to be a great waste of time and another thing keeping me from doing homework.  Just what I need.  :)  Time to be productive!