wildchild

So here I am once again... back at the journal page. I am always at such a loss for words. It's like talking to an answering machine- you can either go off and try to be really funny, taking up space with all this stuff that is of little importance. Or, you could keep it short and sweet and directly to the point. Unfortunately, I don't think I have a point at this given moment. So, I have no other choice but to carry out the first of the two options. I've never been big on the journal writing. I mean, who the hell cares?! I spend four or five hours at my computer a day- writing. By the time I get to my journal at SG, I'm kind of "all written out" for lack of a better term. Oh well... An update on my life: I'm moving in a couple of weeks. I'm moving to student housing on campus- can you believe it?! I'm not so sure I can pin point my feelings about the matter just yet. I live in a house with a yard, so this will definately be a new experience. However, I'm not against the idea. It could be fun, I suppose. Right? Please, just agree with me. My roomates- I believe I've mentioned before- have officially "broken up" so we are all moving. One of them I am moving with. She ramdomly got this idea that living on campus would be fun. Fun?! I asked. Oh, well... I think it's time for a change. Moving is like the end of an era. Anticipating what will happen next is worth it alone. I love getting to the good stuff... Oh, waiter? CHECK, PLEASE.