After about a year of being a college dropout, I’ve finally decided to go back to grad school in October. I haven’t done anything but fill out the application and I already have a headache from thinking about doing the homework.
I’m so happy to be home. I feel like I haven’t seen Lorenzo in months as opposed to weeks. I love him lots. 🙂
My friend Tia likes reality shows, she says it’s a guilty pleasure. I don’t understand them. It’s the same dynamic over and over. Women who don’t really know or like each other hang out, pretend to be friends, go home, talk shit about each other, get back together, fight, go home and talk more shit about each other, get together, pretend to be friends, and fight some more…all of that while their makeup is impeccably done. She says, she doesn’t like drama in her life so she watches it on television. I can understand that…
I’m going home next week to hang out with my friends for a very informal bachelorette party. This should be interesting.
The honeymoon is getting closer. I’m so excited. I’m not excited about packing for it though. I think I’ll take a few pairs of shorts and a bathing suit…and that’s about it. Uggghhhh…I hate packing.