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Name: Karin Location: Utah, United States Birthday: 11/26/1980 Gender: Female
Interests: Scrapbooking, reading, psychology/sociology, US history, learning, chatting, doing all sorts of crafty things. I love to shop in clearance sections. Expertise: I'm an expert on everything...in my own mind. LOL Seriously though, I hope to become an expert on US History, psychology, and sociology Occupation: Student Industry: Education/Research
Message: message meEmail: email me AIM: LuvableLDS MSN: kglds4fr@hotmail.com Yahoo: LuvableLDS
Member Since:
2/4/2004
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| Hi folks, it's been awhile. Not too long I guess. Just to let you know, I've decided to not blog about my personal life on Xanga. Instead I've opened up a blogger blog for rants and really funny stuff (I think it is, anyway). Reama got me started on the bitchin' blog...a place to vent your frustrations at the world. So here's the addy:
http://suicidallyoptimistic.blogspot.com/
And here's Reama's blog:
http://www.reamaturnstricks.blogspot.com/
Reama says her's is funnier. Whatever. Just leave a comment every once in awhile!! | | |
| Hmm...why do I even bother blogging anymore? No one leaves comments. Except for some lame-ass that left all sorts of crap on my flooble thing. Whatever, kid. "It's ten o'clock, do you know where your children are?"
Well, I did get some good news today. Turns out I'm not going to tank my Italian class after all *WHEW*!!! She said I have a C, and unless I REALLY flunk the final, I'll pass. Grazie il Dio!
Not much is really going on in my life that's interesting. My seasonal depression is kicking in, so things are getting hard on me. My birthday is Friday, and I'm kinda excited about that. I'm going to dinner w/ the guys to celebrate all 4 Nov. birthdays in the group. Saturday we're having a party w/ my in-laws.
Okay, I've been sitting on this blog entry for a few hours now. Time to post it. | | |
| So I'm here at school...waiting for the time I can wander up to the 3rd floor and go to my history class. Blah. I'm so glad this semester is almost over! I'm probably only going to get an A in English this time around. *sigh* Hopefully I can get my major changed so I can take more psych classes. I know I'll do well in those.
I've decided that I need an artificial sunlamp for my house. A portable one, that I can move from room to room. I don't get out enough, and I need more sunlight. It'll help my depression. It sucks to feel myself slipping back into old patterns and habits. I can't concentrate for the life of me. I need to go see my doc at the U and see what my options are. From our last visit, sounds like he'll want to put me on a tricyclic antidepressant to help w/ my concentration. *sigh* Yet another medication. Story of my life.
Well, 20 min until class, and I need to find someone to hook me up w/ notes. I don't really have anything exciting to blog anyway. | | |
| Just a short little post for tonight. Maree, I just want to let you know...I'm starting to think Cicchio wants me. Can't get into it on the blog, but yeah. You're not online and I REALLY wanna tell you about it!!
So, I hope people voted today. Looks like a lot did. And for those who didn't, I don't wanna hear your bitchin' about your civil liberties if you didn't even exercise your right to vote! | | |
| Well, I thought I'd blog...and let you all know there's really nothing for me to blog. I went and got my bloodwork done yesterday, and now I have this really spiffy bruise. I might take a picture of it and post it in my Yahoo photo album. Actually, that's done. Hubby took one for me w/ my webcam. http://photos.yahoo.com/luvablelds It's the last one in the first set of pics.
We didn't go to my in-laws' for dinner tonight b/c almost everyone is sick, so instead 2 of my brothers-in-law over for dinner. We had spaghetti & meatballs...one of the easiest ways to feed a group of people, esp. hungry guys. I made WAY too much spaghetti though...there's 7 containers full of spaghetti & meatballs in individual servings in my fridge. I made whole wheat spaghetti tonight, and it actually isn't that bad. Too bad it's so freakin' expensive.
Blah. There's really nothing to talk about. I'll call my doc Wednesday about my bloodwork. | | |
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