happiness is: remembering your mom sent you juice boxes, and as you put some juice boxes in the fridge, realizing you have muffin tops too...and holy crap, the icing on the cake...nip/tuck starts tomorrow!

Today was dreadful. But it was one of those annoyingly bad days where something sets you off and then the day sucks even though it shouldn't. I think just the thought of how long today was going to be yesterday put me in a bad mood this morning.

So, first of all, I had a test at 10. I, being my slacker self, decided that studying wasn't really for me, and only put in about half the time I should have. However, it just so happens the things I remembered randomly were the things on the test. So really, I got super fucking lucky. Really really super fucking lucky. It was a scary enough experience though, that from now on, I will put in more study time. No sense paying for a class I'm not going to do well in. So anyway, that should have put me in a better mood. Not so much.

So then I go to Humanities, and I don't know why, but that guy was extra especially annoying today. I believe he's a funny man, but he goes to far. For example, today we were looking at a portrait of Louis XIV (that's 14), and he goes 'what's interesting about this portrait is the extraordinary amount of leg Louis is showing'. It was hilariously funny, but then he kept talking about it for another like 30 seconds. He killed the joke is basically what happened. Idiot.

Then I went to work. Wednesday is my favorite day of work, because I work with Megan and Jamie, and I like them and they make me laugh and Megan comes up with a new dance every week and its great times. Megan's dance was especially hilarious today, but then for some reason we had a ridiculously long second rush (it lasted like 20 minutes, usually its like less than 10), so that killed whatever good vibes I had going.

I was going to take a nap this afternoon, but then I had to go to a major meeting to get my freshmen spring registration hold taken off so I can register for classes in November, so that didn't happen until way later, so it was a shitty nap. The day ended ok though, because I realized I don't have class tomorrow, and we had the empathy belly (fake pregnancy thing) presentation and it was way funny. That thing is crazy, look for pictures on facebook soon.

I'm sick of long days. However, I should stop fighting them, because I have a feeling they are going to be my life for the next 4ish years.

Also, we are playing Goldfish Survivor in my house. People signed up to get a fish, and whoever can keep their's alive the longest gets a prize. Mine is named Brunhilda the immortal. Its been like 27 hours, and 5 are dead already. I'm so gonna win.

And tomorrow, I'm taking like a 3 hour nap, and that's just how its gonna be!

*sigh*

*sigh*

I don't know what to say. I never really wrote a follow-up to me being afraid to go home, so on that note-it was about what i expected. First of all, not long enough. Second of all, hard. I needed like at least one more day to make it feel like i was really home again, instead of just a visitor passing through. I also felt like it was too soon to get another dog, but I was not at all prepared for the feeling of complete emptiness in my house without Katy there. Without a dog runny out to see me when I walked in the door, it just didn't feel like home. So, I am really glad we got a new puppy (Bella). It was equal parts exciting and hard to spend time with her, because she is the cutest, sweetest little girl I've ever met, but it also broke my heart. I'm not going to get into all the emotional stuff here (that's what myspace is for), but if I'm going to write about my first trip home, I would be lying if I left that out.

I know, that's long overdue, and out dated, but I'm still trying to get my feelings about the whole situation in line, so that's what you get right now.

On a lighter note, last weekend was homecoming. I've discovered I have a quite a knack for corrupting people. There is a girl down the hall from me who, at 21 years old, had never had more than a sip of alcohol in her entire life. Not one drink. And she'd never bought it. Her roommate and I got her to drink a little on Friday and Saturday nights, so we were pretty proud of ourselves, and I realize and accept that I'm a bad person. And............I'm over it. I didn't go to the football game, because I've recently started hating football (not so much the sport as all the bullshit starting and stopping and boringness). This may be a result of increased soccer watching, someone should do a study. But it was still a fun weekend.

This week has started out splendidly, and if the sky didn't look like it was going to puke blood and die, I would be really happy. As it is, I feel a twinge of sadness (that cloudy sky thing gets me everytime). I do feel though that a combination of Mika and Cher twice a day will vastly improve my mood.

Also, if you feel like sending me something this week, it should be kleenexes. No pressure, but you would be my bff. For serious. And if you're really bored, and you have fast internet, and you could go for some new music, or just a giggle, go to www.myspace.com/jennyowensyoung and listen to 'Hot in Herre'. If you don't giggle, we might not be able to be friends, so you should lie if I ask you.

That's all I got. Comment, even if you just say 'hi'...cause I like getting comments!

I'm going home tomorrow. That's exciting, but I'm also finding it kind of weird and scary. I'm excited because, not gonna lie, I miss you all like crazy. I've met a lot of cool people here, but none of them are you. I think I got really lucky with the group of people I hung out with in high school, because you all rock.

Its scary though because...I just haven't been there in forever. This is the longest period of time I've ever not been home. Even in SoCar, that was a home. I don't know, I just think its going to be weird. Hopefully weird in a good way.

I've been watching a lot of tv lately. And by that I mean tv on dvd. I watched 3 seasons of 'House' in one week, and now I'm watching 'Weeds' (really good, fucking hilarious show, if you get Showtime, or Netflix, and you're an adult or your parents don't monitor what you watch...you should check it out), then next week I'm starting 'Grey's Anatomy' and by the time I'm done with that, I'll be getting 'Queer as Folk' from Netflix. I'm a busy, busy girl.

Anyway, not really much else going on here. Kind of a boring week, but I'm ok with that (I'd rather have nothing going on then tests and papers and other stupid stuff). So if you're not doing anything this weekend, you should look me up. Cause I'll be around.

Peace.