I haven't written in a while. I'm actually quite surprised that I actually remembered the password. I'm still in college. I'm still in Cedar City. I don't know when this will stop being true. The academic advising hasn't been all that good for me here. I came in not knowing what I was doing. Now, I still don't know what I'm doing, but apparently I'm doing more of it at least. I wish I would have known to take my literature classes earlier on in my college career. I keep thinking back on that first semester when I took "Intro to Law" and I'm thinking, "Really, Carolyn...Really?!" Not that my college career so far hasn't been fulfilling. I quite enjoy my job as a writing assistant and I'm still able to find time to play in the Brass Ensemble, which, although it tends to add to my stress levels, makes me happy in the end. I also think it probably keeps me sane, and helps me to avoid retreating into a small corner and writing nothing but emo poetry or barricading myself in my room and reading nothing but volumes upon volumes of literary theory.
Another thing to note about my college career is the recent all-time low of my college eating habits. I have a roommate who is a nutrition major. Toward the beginning of the semester, she looked over at me while I was in the middle of a lunch consisting of a can of vienna sausages and a chocolate bar, and with a look of disapproval on her face, simply said, "Carolyn."
I knew what she meant.