You shot who in the what, now?

Yeah, I'm back. I haven't really felt like even looking at my computer lately, because it reminds me that I still haven't finished that paper. I've got enough done that it looks like I've been working on it, but I need at least a 4th draft by Wednesday. There's a test tonight in HELLth class, and I promised Stanford I wouldn't miss it. I've also been planning a fabulous trip to Atlanta in June so that I may go to 6 flags for the bloody first time in my life. (I also need a little vacation before I start this fricking Nursing program...) I don't even know if this is what I want to do with my life, but I certainly don't want to wipe asses for the next four years while I get my teaching degree. Plus, ... as much as money shouldn't matter- it does. I'll make much more as a nurse. Hell, as a CNA, I make more than most teachers starting out, you know? By the time I have a degree, I'd have to take a HUGE pay cut to move into my field! And that's dumb.

See, Big has dedication. He starts student teaching next Spring and I'm very excited for him. And for me... because he's moving back in!

No, we aren't a "thing" ....
But he feels for my plight of being extrememly lonely and depressed about the whole nursing school thing where my schedule will be
Work: 11pm-7am
Class: 7:45am-2:30pm
Monday through freaking Friday.

It's gonna suck. I'm going to need emotional support. And while he's student teaching, he's not going to be able to work, so he needs financial support. We fit together soooo nicely, right?

I know the whole things sounds like a stupid plan. I'm just getting my hopes up. He's using me until something better comes along, but you don't know how good it feels to come home to him sleeping in my bed.

I'd give anything to have that back again.

I'm pathetic.

But I did get some the other day. >:)

It's a start.