I love being here. I love my friends. Its amazing how supportive they are of everything I could ever do or want to do, right or wrong. Its total acceptance. I have never had that before. Its funny how secure that makes you feel, that no matter what, they are always going to be on my side no matter what I do.

Things are over with Steve

Things are over with Jamie

Things are over with Neil

I'm single for now and I am happy. Some would say I screwed over both boys. Not true, but they would. But my girls? They are right here. They are telling me no matter what, its all good. Its the best feeling ever.

And if I decided to take things up with some other guy right away, they would cheer me on. And if I decided to be single, they would still be right there, cheering me on.

I have more friend than I ever thought I would have. I miss very little about my life in America. In fact, I don't have one anymore. There are only a few people there that still keep in touch with me despite my efforts. I call people. Who calls me? not one. Not one friend calls me. Hope was the only one that sent me a card, bless my Cratzy!

Its awsome to wake up and have 2 of your best friends in your bed. Its also great to have two people to share clothes and just everything with. Its like having 3 wardrobes! I'm so different than how I was in PA. and you know what? I'll be damned if I go back to what I was.

Pete's leaving party is on Friday, I'm stoked. We are all dressing up as Leprecans. He and Tammy will be back, they can't be in Glasgow to long... we love them to much here. they have 6 months to decide. But all his friends are here, how could they stay away???

We were voted Best Looking Girl Group in St. Andrews this year. How awsome is that? Yeah, my friends are hot!

Porno is dating some girl on the Rugby team... scandle!!!

its funny. as of right now, I'm the only one to have made a Deanna post. She would have been 19.

Did you all fucking forget? must be nice.

Currently Listening O By Damien Rice Cannonball see related

god forgive me. I certainly can't. I would take back my life if I could. no more comments. no more anything. 

its all gone and deleted. and I won't write again.

I'll be getting a new xanga for a while. This was my escape from st. andrews where I could write things out, see how they looked, and think about them with people that are not involved in it. Its not that anymore, so if you others want my address, please ask.

its funny, life will never be the same now.

I can't take much more of this exam stuff...

today had english, I totally kicked ARSE (had to, I did the Millers Tale, who gets why that is funny) and it was awsome. It was write how Chaucer doesn't take the blame and is anonymous in the Miller and Franklin's tales. I did so well, got a but of Genre in there, with some french stuff, oh yes, happy with that part.

But then they screwed me over with a close reading of Paradise Lost. How oh HOW I hate doing close readings. I am terrible at it. Sometimes I am on top form and can get it, but other times, like today, I can't find much significance in 50 lines of an epic poem. I hope I got at least an 11. I should be fine, I have a 12 and 14 respectivly on my essays. after that I ran into Amy who gave me my christmas gift. I got a bracelet, and it makes lots of fun jangley noises. now I am at home trying to prepare for classics tomorrow. Oh my. After that... I have till Thursday for one more exam, just one more! In 20 hours, I shall have one exam left... and I can't wait for that day.

I haven't been in the Raisin for over a week. Thats impressive, not that I'm drinking every night, but I always stop in to say hello to people. I'm not going to even go say hello until exams are finished. Then I am going to stop in, see who I can see, and go pass out till like sunday. I couldn't sleep last night even with a sleeping pill. I'm always stressed to the max during exams, but Lyns and Jacquies were 'studying' last night and were up giggling till god knows when. My ipod ran out of battery, so I just had to listen to them making lots of noise till they finally shut up. Lyns is at Asia's tonight, so perhaps I can get to bed at a reasionable hour.

ok, JP, Olivia and KP study time for classics.

The differences in Oikos and Kleros and what it means in the context of women in Athenian scociety.... GO!