[Music || Laura Dawn, "I Would"]
Today I went to watch "Lost In Translation." I wouldn't recommend it to anybody because at some level, I felt I was watching something that connected with me. I don't know what.

But I felt that this place, where I'm at, is changing me in some shape or form. Sometimes, I do need to go to a different place to find out who I am.

The thing I'm scared of is that I'm somehow disappointing somebody. I don't know who. Maybe it's myself?

"You're not hopeless."

Upcoming imports coming my way at end of September:
-Lene Marlin, "Another Day"
-Gareth Gates, "Go Your Own Way"

[Music || Jessica Simpson, "In This Skin"]
Can I handle it? I'm putting in and I'm trying but I'm not passing.

I studied Astronomy for my first quiz but instead, I studied the wrong thing. Perhaps this is a learning experience, but I don't want to end up failing my first classes in college.

Over the weekend, I botched up an essay for my Beca class I'm not too proud of. I just hope that I did okay.

This afternoon (and for the last five days), I've been slaving over my English essay. I've finally pieced together something I am not too ashamed of. I know my first essay I turned in on Tuesday was something I would've done in Ms. Burkhart's AP class and know I don't expect anything but a "C-." Now I reworked the whole point and formed something I can grasp and not B.S.

All of this, and I'm on my own trying to adapt and handle newfound responsibilities. Maybe this eye opening experience will teach me more about myself than I will ever know... regardless of my decision at the end of the year.

This weekend, I will try to fit in homework AND writing back. I am having fun here and met some great new people, but I still need to keep in contact with my bosom buddies. :-)

BTW, I have seen some changes in me. I use to be a lot more energetic and 'krazy' but I'm laying down low here. I'm more reserved and blah... aka non-interesting. Who knows, I hope I don't lose that part of myself... I am so c-c-c-razy! I want to believe that!

I'm taking a breather. It's about 11p.m. and I still have a lot to take care of.

It's really hard to prioritize yourself once you're out on your own. I mean, I'm essentially not doing anything and would probably be more distracted at home, but still... I'm not turning in my best work. I can spend the entire day in front of my computer and still not be able to produce college-level papers.

Tonight was "The O.C." night but it was cancelled cos Fox showed some stupid sports show. ARGH, all the better though since I'm revising my crappy Beca essay.

I feel bad cos I've had no time to write back to any of my friends. I'm just having so much work. More than I can handle, so I hope they understand. I'll try to write here and there this coming weekend when my work load will be considerably less.

Now it's back to hellish essays.

[Music || Jessica Simpson, "With You"]
I hate writing essays, especially ones that I sit in front of the computer for hours with writer's block and ending up with work I'm not happy with.

"Now I can be myself
With you, I can let my hair down
I can say anything crazy" - "With You"