Fact of Life #24 - Grudges are pointlessly old hat. Do better for yourself and then you can give a childish 'nyah nyah'. So much more satisfying than sitting around and being a grouch.
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The student newspaper 'The Ripple' can go and take a running jump. It seems as though my article writing is appreciated by people who care about more than Paris Hilton and American election news that's overdone and outdated. Not that I'm still bitter about that of course. Alright, so perhaps a little. I've got the last laugh though, I think. I've started writing for a site called 'Booktin', and so far both of the articles I've submitted have become features. It's a great site. I'm impressed with the guy who owns it, and what direction he wants to take it in, too. Hopefully I'll be able to keep writing for them for a while.
As it stands, I have about 450 words or so to do in order to complete my Critical Theory essay. I'm hoping to be done tomorrow before the English Ball, so I don't feel guilty for going to 'Beer & Pretzels' on the Saturday (with a break in the afternoon to go to Jenna's birthday party. Note to self: get your ass into town and get her present). Then on Sunday, the Gnome and I will look over one another's work as we normally do to see if we spot any grammar errors. It's a plan. Of sorts. Hopefully it'll work.
And with it having been almost a week for me to regard from afar and clear my head, I must admit that my friend's choice to take me up on the offer of space was the correct one. I have found myself without the desire to look at her blog however. I don't know what would get to me more...if I saw rants about me...or if I saw nothing at all. I feel rather good after reflection and a few days of moping. The only saddening thing is that I'll think of something, want to tell her and then realise I can't. Such is life, I suppose.
