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I wish I could tell you that I woke up this morning with my usual zest for life. However, I can not tell you what did not actually happened.

I loathed getting up this morning, loathed getting ready, I even loathed breakfast. (Not a usual occurance, I assure you.) But I did get up, get ready, and have breakfast before coming to work. Work today has not been too terribly stressful. Then again, I've only been here for half an hour, and I'm not supposed to be on the computer, (whoops.) But when you feel compelled to write, you need to write, right? There's a lot going thru my head right now that needs to be sorted. Unfortunetly, I believe I owe it to the crazy squirrel lady (librarian) to actually get off my huanches and get back to doing what little work there is to do.

So I shall be back later to commense with the sorting. Until then, toodaloo.

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Damn.

Just got back from the bookstore, and you know what? I actually came out even! Normally, I get cheated on these damn book buy backs, but not this time! mwhahaha! You see, I purchased all of my books on Amazon weeks before school started so they were dirt-ass cheap. I wasn't expecting to get much for them, but the lady said that the total was 60 dollars even, how the hell can you beat that?! That's about how much I bought them all for, too. Hell-friggin'-yeah.

But on to the contemplation thingy magigit I was rambling on about earlier. I'm torn between the two places I want to go for study abroad. You see, I had made my decision and had met with a woman in charge of the trip. Yet, I had this feeling lurking around that was trying to convince me to go to the other place. For a while I had shut it out, I had made my decision, I was going to stick with it, I wasn't going to be wishy washy about it. But in a mini conversation about it with Mom on the way back from the chaos at David's Bridal, I began to have my doubts. She didn't want me going so far away on my first trip out of the country, (and the coast for that matter). So I've been thinking a great deal about which place I really should go to. There's multiple reasons to go to both, and I will visit both places. It's just the matter of which one first. So I've developed a Plan B. I'll go to the other destination for study abroad, and then, perhaps as a graduation present, I'll go to the other destination.

grr. stupid decisions.