Hmmm. I could launch into another diatribe on the evils of basketball and basketball pep bands, but I will not. ;)

I fell asleep reading that awful book again last night. So boring. That book is too long to be so painfully boring. Therefore the pain is drawn out even further than it needs to be. Ugh. Ms. Auel, what happened?

In all seriousness, I really have no clue what I'll be doing for the next eight months. I want to get the hell out of here but yet my roots in this place are too deep. Gah. It is too early on a Saturday "morning" to get into the sobfest right now. So I won't. But I realize the little voice in my head keeps saying "You're making a big mistake!" while the other little voice in my head says "Leave her alone, she has her reasons!". First little voice counters that by saying "Reasons? What reasons? If you're talking about the reasons or Reasons I think you're talking about, than those are the stupidest reasons for completely throwing away eight months that I've ever heard!", while Second voice says "Oh yeah? Well if these reasons or Reasons had been resolved sometime back in the summer, maybe she'd have been in school this semester. But they weren't resolved, and now she needs time to do so. And if you don't like that, then I suggest you go play a nice game of hide-and-go-fuck-yourself!" First voice then says "You want to start somethin, biatch?" and thus the melee continues. There is definitely conflict going on here. But when did the little voices in my head get so violent?

Anyway.... no I'm not completely insane, not yet. Perhaps I should go practice flute today. And just need someone or something to take my mind off things, at least for a little while. Damn Reasons.

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