This is going to be a very random post because it’s going to be tons of things I’ve been meaning to say but haven’t. *ahem*

1. NAPOLEON DYNAMITE is perhaps one of the best films ever made. It’s hilarious, the acting is brilliant and it’s rated PG. I urge you all to run before it leaves the theatres. I myself will be going back to check it out. And…” I caught you a delicious bass” so there.

2. Sometimes I do things without thinking. I think we are *all* guilty of this but probably me more than others. What starts out as a REALLY good idea occasionally turns out to be the worst thing I’ve ever done. Examples of this include the 6th grade, when I thought I could be a gymnast. I practiced my bar technique and my 100% amazing cartwheels every day in gym class. This culminated in my grand finale scissor kick on the balance beam. Well. *Off* the balance beam. I slipped and fell onto the hard gym floor, breaking my left wrist and right ankle in the process. This was something only *I* could manage according to my mother. She came to get me at the nurse’s office, nearly crying with laughter at the sight of my left arm and right foot gauzed to VHS cases in makeshift splints, which were the only sturdy things the nurse could find. I make the term “troubled youth” take on a whole new meaning.

Although I’ve made huge mistakes, it seems that I’m getting better about making decisions. I thought by dating a Republican I was setting myself up for disaster. I’ve come to realize that it really isn’t so bad, as long as we don’t talk about anything important. I think this is a really valuable piece of relationship advice. Honestly though, I’ve gained a lot of insight into the military and I have a newfound respect for the years of service my father gave to this country. Also, I take pride in leaving my Michael Moore paraphernalia in plain sight, especially when I’m looking for a good yelling match about universal health care.

3. I live in the cutest town there ever was. My apartment is the cutest apartment there ever was. I regret very much that I can’t post any pictures but my sister demanded that I send home the digital camera. (Oh please. Like it was my dad’s or something and I stole it for over a year….um…) I was going to buy one myself but then I realized I actually have to pay rent now (mad props to the residence hall people for firing me, thank you, thank you very much) and I must give up the dream for now of digital gadgetry.

My neighborhood is wonderful, my apartment is lavish if by lavish you mean empty except for boxes and too many shoes. BUT I am officially living on my own! It took me two nights to get into bed and sleep there. (The previous two were spent with a pillow at the top of the stairs, weaving in and out of a light slumber due to the fact that I was convinced a serial rapist/kidnapper/Hitler-type was going to barge in at any second and torture me to death. That never happened and I was very tired, having only gotten 3 or 4 hours of sleep a night and so I eventually gave up and got into bed and have been resting rather peacefully ever since.) The glorious things about living alone include: taking up the entire bathroom cabinet (Laura loves toiletries!), cooking my own dinner every night, playing whatever music I want ANY TIME I WANT, and walking around in whatever clothes I desire at any point of the day.

4. That is all! My classes are great and since this is my LAST SEMESTER OF COLLEGE EVER I have to go do some homework. (Homework=writing about my posture for Mind/Body Integration and also printing out a RECIPE to memorize for Poetic Text. Wow. The life of a music theatre student is so hard. Tell me again why I’m not taking organic chemistry?) PEACE!