So, it's official. I am throwing myself back into the world of blogging. I haven't really been around this place since I stopped writing roughly two years ago; who knows what happened with that. I ran out of room in my latest "old-fashioned" journal to write another word and my college budget won't allow me to drop twenty bucks on another leather bound book at the nearest Barnes and Noble, so I figured why not return to this lovely, so-called blogosphere to write continuously about this ridiculous life that I am currently leading. I'm not here to entertain anyone, and I'm not here for anyone to judge me. Writing helps me clear my mind when things around here are getting a little fuzzy. Cheap therapy, if you will. Not like I am in any need for a psychiatric evaluation or anything. Well, I guess you could be the judge of that.

I'm getting a little lazy. With school, mostly. I keep throwing together homework and not really learning anything at all, which isn't what college is for. I think this way not because I have always been some studious child, but because you pay for college to gain knowledge to in turn, get a degree to become "successful" and you want to gain all of this infinite knowledge because why else would you dive head first into $100,000 worth in debt before you turn 21? But this is a whole other subject. My appearance is lacking, too. I throw on a tee shirt and some jeans, some sneakers. Sometimes I shower before class, sometimes not. I go to school for fashion merchandising, so really, this isn't acceptable. I snack on Chips Ahoy and Cheetos like it's my job and my thighs are starting to touch. The freshman 15 is starting to become a disgusting reality. Blahhh. I think it's because I've been going home so much that my mind is in this semi-permanent state of vacation and just needs a wake-up call. I've been homesick, too, which is virtually stupid since I just left there sunday afternoon. And mind you, home is barely two hours away. I am such a baby. But regardless, I'm sticking it out here til Valentine's day before I go back home again and see the family, or more importantly, the boyfriend. My heart is already jumping out of my chest from the excitement.

Along with lazy, I am feeling inspired; two emotions that I usually don't associate with each other. We watched this documentary-type movie called "The Secret" in Comp. & Lit. class today, all about the Law of Attraction and how whatever you have in life, you draw in through thought whether it be negative or positive. Well, that's the basics that I got of it anyway. It left me in awe, really. I mean just hearing all these accounts of how all of these successful people believe in this and how it has really worked. It pulled me in. And really, if it was all a hoax, the worst that could happen is that you'd be a better person to be around because you wouldn't think about the bad of things or dwelling on the assumed impossible. I might give this whole concept a try. But to give it a try, I have to figure out what I really want in life, and I am just too lazy for that right now.

It has really just been a Blah couple of days. I'm ready for an eventful weekend. Please give me an eventful weekend without any cops or homeless involved. Oh, wonderful.