I don't know what the change is, honestly. But... the world is back to normal.

I have a job for the school year. 13 hours a week at a scientific research conference organization- miscellaneous task-lady. Cool.

I filled out my student loans for this year, so... whatever. I'm done stressing over them, I'll just pay my life away in student loans. Fuck it.

I do not have a boy toy... as of right this instant. That is statis quo and -that-... is not necessarily a bad thing. So... We'll see. I will try to quit stomping and push for a bit more, then see what happens. But maybe, perhaps, it's for the best? Either way, I refuse to stress about it.

Frank is still in the hospital, so Poe is safe for now, at least. I found a Burberry plaid sheet for her that she will look gorgeous in and... shipping wraps! We have a show outfit. Sweet. Mom helped me smuggle it. haha

I know what house I'm living in, which explains the exorbitant student loans I've taken out. Again, fuck it. At least I'll have my own bathroom and plenty of privacy.

No GREs right this moment, I have bigger fish to fry. AKA, there will be no more GREs, I will deal with my horrifying score as-is.

So... no more stress, or at least significantly less. I think this weekend with Alex was just what I needed: an adventure with good company and no more bad news. Minus the whole Seth thing, about which I hope he realize how lucky he is that Delaware is nowhere near Texas. Or he would have been beaten to a bloody pulp when I got my hand on him. Don't you EVER SCARE ME LIKE THAT FOR NOTHING!!!!