My True Soul

And it hurts to breathe... who woulda thunk it.

Tonight was very interesting. However, to tell the whole story would take far too long so I will save it for in the morning. Plus, all of my body is starting to ache with the bruises that the adrenaline prevented me from feeling. The most painful? My left wrist or the area above my left breast, heh, it hurts when I breathe too deeply. However, lol, I still find the cause of the pain very amusing. But indeed, very long story to give it the dedication it needs.

April, if ya decide to call... call my house phone. My cell phone is completely dead and may be... well, permanently. If I go anywhere, I'll have my dad's probably (more than likely). The first 7 digits are the same as my cell phone = 1 - ### - ### - #120. Haha, lol... oh well... gotta love the ability to just tell ya here.

Geezy... headache too... I feel beat up, lol.

I decided earlier that there are so many sociology classes that I really want to take and then I noticed that alot of them were like women's studies courses. I decided that maybe my M&F professor had a point in suggesting that I get a certificate in Women's studies. I talked to my mom about this, she agreed that it probably would help a lot. Instead of being annoyed by the prospect of having to take more classes, it excites me because it's sociology. I don't kno, it just, meh. I think that's the right thing to do.

Reg's getting so frustrated over something so simple. I don't see the point. My cell's probably dead completely, I'll have to go get a new one...but no biggie.