I was over at my aunt's house for awhile tonight - she's been losing weight, and now she's at the same weight as me. This doesn't make me feel good. When she (and my mom and other aunts for that matter) were my age, they were all around 100 pounds. I know that's not exactly healthy, but it is a wee bit frustrating for me to know that my mom WAS right around my weight....when she was pregnant. And I run now too - about a mile and half three (hopefully four) times a week...I know I don't have a weight problem at all, but I seem to have missed out on the "awkward skinny" stage of adolescence. I went straight to curvy. My bad for leading a sedentary lifestyle. Well, there are much worse problems to have, right? At the end of the day, I still don't have cancer.

Working tomorrow, 10-5. Just two more weeks of classes....and two more exams per class. I did some GPA calculating tonight, and man, low grades really fuck up your transcript. The Jujutsu F is gone, but now I realize the real hurt is a C+ I got in Physics freshman year. It'll take me 45 credits of a 4.0 to bring my GPA to a 3.7. That's this summer, both the fall and spring semesters, plus change. Crazy, since I'm nearly at a 3.5 now. Hindsight really is 20/20....there's no reason to get an A- when you can get an A, and there's no reason to settle for a B+ either....if you're reading this and this applies, get the A's in the easy courses, early on. Don't let yourself end up with a B in Psych 101 or something stupid like that.

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I think I could use a little more Disney in my life. It would be so cool, if I could be a beautiful, misunderstood peasant/mermaid/gypsy/princess, go through some peril, almost marry the bad guy, but end up with a misunderstood, but painfully handsome prince in the end (it's always a prince, too - ever notice that?)

Life is good....minus Michael Moore spewing misinformation and breeding ignorance and stupidity, and terrorists sawing off peoples' heads, that is. There's a connection there, I know it. What's the best way to react to horrifying scare tactics? Take a firm, united stance, never waver, be willing to strike fear into the hearts of these monsters? No, the answer is to criticize, to march in protest of motives we don't completely understand, to assume that the general populace knows better than anyone in power how to deal with terrorists, so if we yell loud enough, maybe they'll hear us. Good God, can't anyone see that YOU'RE HELPING THEM?? You're feeding right into their hands - you're brewing ignorance, division, misinformation, doubt, all those things that show terrorist cells that WE ARE WEAK. If they continue to brutally murder our citizens, and we answer by criticizing the government, they win. They have achieved their objective - divided the public, put the Democrats in power, save the Arctic wildlife reserve, no war for oil, don't piss off OPEC, appease appease appease.

Did you follow? That's my stream-of-consciousness rant for the week.

So, like I started to say, life is good as far as day-to-day goes. There are a couple things that could be better, but I keep pretty busy. I actually didn't want to leave work today. I wanted to hang out and play setback. I like being at work. (Because I said that, something horrible is going to happen and I will consequently hate work for the rest of the summer).

Jujutsu thing STILL not resolved yet, it's going in baby steps. After I finish this post I'm going to check my e-mail for about the fourth time since I got home from work...if I have nothing by 5, I give up for the day. Soon, that F will be gone. It will.

Just three more weeks of classes....I thought I had three more last week. Sometimes I have problems counting. Today, I went (in my head), "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, twenty..."

Girls are catty.....I prefer working with the guys. They just make fun of each other. To their faces.

Yup, been awhile. At least I update more often than once every couple of months, unlike some people I know, whose initials are JH.

So, what's new? I don't remember how much I posted about the Jujutsu mess, but it's on its way to being straightened out, now that it's been nearly a month since I got that F. If the guy who's working on it now can't do anything (associate dean of business school), then I really am stuck - it looks like this will be the final word. I'm keeping my fingers crossed.

So, I've been keeping busy - work or school pretty much every day, getting up every day and experiencing morning (it's like a whole new part of the day!), going to bed before 11.....it's new. The job is fine - I get along well with the people, the job itself isn't too hard once you get the hang of it, but it is very tedious and requires a lot of attention to detail. Counting thousands of dollars worth of dirty, wet, crumpled up one-dollar bills is like that. But it's nice to be able to talk to my co-workers, be friendly with them....after last summer, I'm paranoid about coming off like a show-off or know-it-all or becoming too bossy or something, and I do catch myself sometimes doing things that could be construed as bossy.....I've asked Shawn before, and he confirms that yes, I can be bossy. But honestly, is that such a bad thing? I'm damn friendly, my boss trusts me (she left me in charge for the most terrifying twenty minutes of my life the other day), and I haven't gotten any hint of weirdness.....if anything, I think I'm in with the vault clique. I kinda hope I am.

Man, that all reads like middle school, doesn't it? I guess that's one thing that never changes.....I just want people to like me.

I actually started running a few weeks ago. I went almost 2.5 miles last week! I haven't gotten near that since (maybe 1.5 yesterday), but it's still progress. Time was I couldn't run a half-mile (where time = every year since 10th grade). No weight loss yet, probably have to actually change eating habits for that, but I do see a slight difference in the way my clothes fit - it's a nice little confidence boost. Enough to keep me going, even if the scale doesn't measure a change.

Sleepy....let's see if I can make it to bed before 11:30.

No, one more thing - there are these stop signs on my friend Jess's street. I've wondered about them before, because they're pretty random, and at pretty inconsequential intersections. Now, a lot of years ago, maybe 1st grade, there was a family who lived around there - girl my age, one boy older, one younger. I remember going to their house, swimming in their pool, eating dinner with them. Turns out the youngest boy was hit by a car in that neighborhood - hence the family's move to Texas, and the stop signs. It made me think....12 or so years ago, I was a little girl playing in that neighborhood. Now I drive through like a stranger, wondering why the stop signs are there. It's funny, the things you don't know.