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Yeah, I haven't written in this in a while. I know. I'm sorry. You can shoot me--tomorrow. I promise that I will try my best to write for the (1) person that reads it.

So...I've graduated. My degree came in the mail the other day, and for some reason, it felt cheap. Like...I spent all of this money to go to school and get and education, and the only thing I have to show for it is a piece of paper, and even that isn't much to show. It seems like that little piece of paper doesn't justify all of the hard work that I put into college. Hmph. And furthemore, even though they split the graduation ceremony to accomodate more students, I still hated sitting there for the hour it took them to call everyone's name. No one really cared anyway--I know my parents didn't. (They did, but I guess it never feels how you think it should feel).

So, after graduation, I packed my crap up into my tiny little Honda and drove my ass back to New York. Upon which I wasted a week or two doing absolutely nothing. Not many of my friends have come back this summer, not that I'm complaining. I like the opportunity to relax, since I haven't in three years. I've been hanging out with Erica a lot, though--working out, which has been productive. I've never spent so much time in the gym in all of my life. If I keep this up, I will be a toothpick by August.

Which leaves me with now. I've been doing things to help my parents out with the business. I accepted a position on the Southeast Regional Management Team for Alpha Kappa Psi, which is fun. I'm in charge of four chapters in Central Florida. And I work out everyday. And try and be a domestic diva, but that doesn't always work out. Being stuck inside for the summertime just doesn't seem appealing to me.

Anyway, I'm fully moving to Florida in the beginning of August. If any of you are in the NY area, call me. I'm bored. If not, come visit me in O-town.




Mood: flippant