Love Always Counts

 What do you do when something you need falls into the toilet?!? Do you plunge your hand in and go deep sea diving to retrieve it or do you call it a loss? Well, this happened to me and I can definitely say that I am not a quitter. Now, I did not put my hand in the toilet and there were two reasons. The first was because that really disgusted me and I didn’t have any gloves with me. The second reason is because I had already released some “pretty clean” urine. So, I went to my room and grabbed a hanger. Using a plastic hanger wasn’t as easy as I had originally thought. I sort of wish I had a wire hanger, but you know the infamous “no more wire hangers!” Thanks to that, I don’t own one. Anyway, the plastic one did the trick after some trial and error. So, to answer my original question- I would definitely retrieve my item as long as the setting is right.

Today has been one of those long days, and my friend agrees.  Sigh...I'm sitting in class right now and obviously I'm not listening completely.  I'm on tumblr, facebook, checking my email, and my grades.  Maybe, I'll start an assignment that's due soon.  My professor is really trying to make us engaged, but it just isn't his fault.  The material is so freaking boring. Btw, this is completely off topic, but I watched Cake Boss last night and it was interesting.  I haven't watched this show in a while, but it was great to watch again.  I'm ready for the next episode! I was also watching House Hunters on HGTV.  Great show to watch. Sigh...well, let me figure out my plan for the day and get some work done while he continues to talk me to sleep. ~Simplicity90

It is now the last semester of my junior year as an undergrad, and the emotions that are circulating throughout my mind are a blend of happiness and nervousness.  Part of me cannot believe that I have actually made it this far in my life, and a part of me wishes that I had a little bit more time.  My future is staring me in the face and honestly, right now, there is a huge question mark.  What am I going to do after this page turns? I know what the problem is.  I think I'm scared to "grow up."  It's funny because as a youth, I grew up with a plan knowing exactly what my next move was going to be, but now that the time has come, it all feels so surreal.  I believe I thought there was a magical switch that automatically transitioned me from being a young girl living at home with mom taking care of me to an adult with a career and a perfect life.  Well, I was WRONG!  This switch does not exist at all.  It's just reality and I. So, what am I going to do about th