Got class but no funds

     I have few loves in my life. Family, friends, boyfriend, and art. (My cat is included in with family.) Under the category of art rests the subject of "books." I love reading, I love love love it more than anything. I have never been friends with anyone who doesn't read. Now even if you read every once and awhile or hardly at all, I'm still okay with that. Understandable. As long as you do find the activity enjoyable from time to time, then we're good. I have, however, never really liked anyone that has said "I hate books. I hate reading. It's stupid." Really? No, you are! Looking back on all of the people that are no longer in my life I distinctly remember at one time they admitted that they hated reading. From then on I was suspicious of them and knew they wouldn't really be around much longer. So, obviously I take books quite serious.

     With that said, know that it broke my heart to sell 11 of my treasures today. Eleven of my books are currently sitting on some dusty black iron table in downtown Mount Pleasant. I have abandoned them! I needed some extra money, so my roommate and I went through some of our novels to sell to the Book Garden downtown. They take books and give you money for the ones they want. All of mine are pretty popular, I can't imagine they won't want any. It just makes me so sad. Somewhere in each book i've written my name, the day I bought it, and a little note of the shopping trip. For example "November 2010, Shopping at the Westwood - E'lena and I actually had money!" or "April 2009, bought this after Molly and I got our ears double- pierced!" It's so upsetting. I realize I'm a bit nostalgic, but those are my memories sitting in some strange place. I read those books in high school and in college when I couldn't deal with anyone but the characters in the pages. Now I'm waiting on some stranger to call me back and tell me how much he'll give me for them. If it's not a decent price I'm taking every single one back. I rather have less funds than seeing the empty spots on my book shelf. *sigh* It's tragic. I really hate not having any money! Thank God I'm working when I go home this weekend!

Obsessed!!

     Alright,  first of all, I fail. Like I needed another obsession in my life. But these energy drinks by Rockstar just might be my new love. In fact, i'm making it official. They are amazing. We are together now. Secondly, as the marketing minor I am I realize that I'm the perfect candidate for the company's target market. I mean come on young female in college, always on the go, needs energy. Yeah. Nailed it. Plus it's hot pink and comes with an adorable and quite handy straw! Anyways,  It has zero sugar and zero carbs but it still tastes amazing, like pink lemonade! A 12oz can is just 10 calories (um yes, i said amazing right.) It also provides 100% of B3 B5 B6 & B12 vitamins. Love! 

The words you wish you wrote down

I had a vision for the life that was ahead of me
I had a reason, had a ride and had a destiny
I thought I never knew where I was heading
I would never look back

Sometimes in life you meet the people that you think you trust
Wake up one day and find that everything had turned to dust

    -Augustana "Shot in the Dark"

     So much has happened. In such a short amount of time. It really got to me last night. For 3 weeks i've been going nonstop, just this swinging pendulum back and forth back and forth, then Sunday night i realized it had stopped. A pause in my life. I mean the weekend was a blast, it was so much fun. My boyfriend came to visit and we hung out with my friends and went to the club and went tubing down the river. Then we went to the casino with our other friends. Honestly, all I wanted was one normal summer day together; us and our friends. We all have so much going on I just wanted one day to have a break. Luckily enough, I got two days. I hate being so far away from everyone I love, i hate it even more because i'm the one that signed up to have these classes here. Anyways, it was a great weekend, even though it was pretty busy. I'm always busy I guess, even when I'm relaxing. So, then after everyone left at the end of the weekend, I realized how quickly things have went by. Cue where I stopped and thought, "shit." A month as already went by. One month of my whole life.

      Right now things make sense. Things are going well for me, and that scares me. Because as soon as I let my guard down things fall a part I feel. Hell, even when it's up things still don't work out sometimes. If I learned anything this year it's that things don't always work out the way you wish they would. You just never know whats going to happen. So much is going on with my friends, I wish I was back home to be with them. They're all going through some things. It all revolves around the fact that sometimes you just don't know how things will turn out. You can plan all you fucking want. You can have the best plan. What you're going to do and who you're going to be with, but sometimes it doesn't matter. People can change and lose sight of themselves and what they want. When someone you love loses sight of a plan you built together, it makes you lose a part of yourself in a way. That's what hurts the most. That's what's scary. The plan is not to get hurt, to not lose someone you love, or yourself. It's out of your control despite everything else though.