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School:
*funeral taps* Hm... I wonder, maybe it's not as bad as it feels:

Astronomy:
How long am I going to procrastinate on my wikispaces project? I'll try to finish it tonight. But who are we kidding?

Anatomy & Physiology:
*whistle* I have officially entered zombie mode on my homework- I'm not sure how much info I'm actually retaining here...

Psychology:
OH MY GOODNESS! Person, we have til mid-May- why are you talking about getting rid of us before the end of APRIL!? Too many "mid-terms"...

Bowling: Ah, my mid-week Oasis; I still can't do more than 130 (I barely ever break 100)- but at least I can enjoy the class and have friends to sympathize with on the fact that I can't bowl...

Creative Writing:
So far I've enjoyed the actual work, but I'm in week 4 and already showing signs of procrastination... I need INTRINSIC MOTIVATION! Then I can get out of this funk, that some people tell me is depression

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Family:

Well things have been going pretty smoothly compared to the last few months, problem is people around me are getting sick, and when that happens they want to be alone... I'm lost in the home... my sanctuary has been compromised so I wander around the living room and kitchen not sure of what to do with myself. That's why even though I should be doing homework, I'm getting out of the house every chance I get.

Financially:
I'm lost... I still don't use a lot of money, so I haven't dealt with the bank... oh I hope I have this figured out before I'm out on my own...

Driver's License:
Well- enough is enough, I'm getting my license this May- at the latest! 3 years of pussy-footing around will come to an end... I'm tired of one mistake I made keeping me from a huge step in personal advancement and independance. Just one thing - wish me luck .

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Art:
Well as you may have noticed the output of my art has come to a screeching halt. Between College, laziness and listlessness, and just wierd timing- I have had little motivation to work on art of any kind. But eventually in the next week or so, I want to finish my story I've been working on. BTW, I want to say that "Um" as you guys have noticed is the title of each script followed by a chapter number. "UM" is the title- okay? It's not a strike of stupidity, it's an acronym... Just wanted to throw that out there. I've been doing the portraits of my characters in the story so you could have a better idea of what they look like. I can see I did a bad job of describing them in the script itself. I hope anyone who's keeping up with the story found the pictures helpful.

And another thing, I want to apologize for the wierd attitude I've been having lately, I didn't mean to project on you guys, I really do appreciate the time you take in looking when you do... I was just out of order, something in all the gears wasn't ticking quite right... I was rather irratable, and I'm sorry if you guys felt like I was whining and sounding like a wannabe emo- it can be annoying, I know. Point being, it was rude of me to expect you guys to pay attention to everything I did... you guys have lives too, and I wasn't considering that... So I'll be talking to ya later, kk?

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Childrens' song of the month!

There's a low green valley on the old Kentucky shore
Where I whiled many happy hours away.
A-sitting and a-singing by that little cottage door,
Where lived my darling Nellie Gray.

Last night I went to see her, but she's gone the neighbors say,
The White Man's bound her with his chains,
He has taken her to Georgia for to wear her life away
And she toils in the cotton and the cane.

Oh my poor Nellie Gray, they have taken you away
And I'll never see my darling anymore.
I'm a-sitting by the river and I'm weeping all the day,
For you've gone from the old Kentucky shore.

When the moon rose up the mountain and the stars were shining too,
I would meet my darling Nellie Gray.
We would along the river in my little red canoe,
While my banjo I would softly play.

My canoe is underwater and my banjo is unstrung
I don't care to go on living anymore.
My eyes are looking downward and my song shall be unsung,
While I live on the old Kentucky shore.

Oh my poor Nellie Gray, they have taken you away
And I'll never see my darling anymore.
I'm a sitting by the river and I'm weeping all the day,
For you've gone from the old Kentucky shore.

My eyes are getting blinded and I cannot see my way,
Hark! There's someone knocking at my door,
I hear the angels calling and I see my Nellie Gray,
Farewell to the old Kentucky shore.

My darling Nellie Gray, Up in Heaven there they say,
That they'll never take you from me anymore,
I'm a-coming, coming, coming and the angels clear the way
Fare thee well to the old Kentucky shore.

My Fernds!
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And many more, but you get the idea! D
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