I have just realized that about six blog posts ago, i was preparing to turn 23 and stressing over my thesis submission while simultaneously getting all hyped-up over the thought of finally graduating from college; and now, a full year later, i find myself morphed into a 24-year old graduate-school student (yes, i got into the MFA program!), and feeling immensely annoyed with myself for letting a whole year go by - unblogged.

such a travesty!

it's a sad reality of life i guess, that sometimes, things held dear eventually fall by the wayside. but maybe it isn't all that bad because perhaps it means that instead of being a total recluse and living vicariously through the stories in my head and the lies i've concocted and weaved secretly throughout this blog's 4-year existence, i was actually going out there and living the life i so rightly deserve - without (for goodness' sake) getting drunk and screwed over. that should be enough right?

i think it is...

(note: i'd blog more but i am currently sick and finding it really hard to breathe through this terrible bout of bronchitis verging on pneumonia. wish me well.)