Sep. 29th, 2005

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I had a pretty decent evening. The interview went fantastically. Drumming was nice also. I had a good time. I was up until 1am working on the powerpoint for my presentation. I got up at 7am to work on it again. It has ten slides and if that's not enough then I'm screwed.

I'm going to go take a shower and get ready to face the world. It feels like it could be a good day even though I'm exhausted. I have a meeting tonight at 9pm for databases. They gave me the biggest chunk of the work to do...which really sucks for me.

I didn't sleep well between the rain and the cold. I think I'm going to have to close my window for the fall/winter. It is officially here. Or else I need to dig another blanket out from underneath my bed.

[livejournal.com profile] mizkitty318 can I come by and try on shoes tonight? I wonder if I still have knee high stockings...I think I have one pair. Oh this conference is just going to be a blast.
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So I'm perched on my bed eating cream of wheat as class was cancelled today. I need to write some on my portion of the databases assignment and go to the library to start my research. I really should see about scheduling in a nap. I have the meeting with Jan at 1pm.

I started my graduate school applications this morning. I'm more than a little bit nervous about it. I think that's normal though. Anyway, I'm off to conquer the day.

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Sep. 29th, 2005 08:36 pm
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And there's that moment where I remember why I loved you...love you...whatever the hell it is now. That moment where I miss you and know that we could never go back. When I have that secret silly smile in my heart because I've been around you and I remember why I have to run away so hard and so fast. There's nothing like missing you to remind me how hard it is to love me. My heart broke all over again and I could swear I felt the pieces of your heart tearing into my feet with each step I took. Will I ever heal? Will I ever get to the point where you are just the sweet smile of a memory? Will I ever be happy with being able to let you go? Loving you was one of the bravest things I ever did.

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