'Cause I’d be lost forever if you slipped away

Blue eyes you’re the reason for my change.

I'm changing into a person who gets tired of facebook. Seriously. It's kind of driving me nuts right now. No, I don't really want to throw fake snowballs at you but thanks for asking a million times. You got me good! I guess I can't get you back because I don't have that application. Oh darn. You win the virtual snowball fight. Since when does throwing fake snowballs count as having fun with your friends? Some applications are ok with me. Like Bumper stickers. That's like sending a funny picture, but instead of e-mail you use fb. Ok.

Ah, I guess I just feel like I have so many other things to focus on. I'd also rather get a phone call or even a text than a wall post. During this break (hopefully) I will be calling and texting my friends more. I love phone calls! In a way it feels like phone calls are turning into stamped mail. Rare, but exciting to receive! Maybe I'm just saying this because I don't get that many phone calls - I told you I'm clearly very popular.

Anyway, I've just decided to take a little vaca from my virtual social network. We'll see how it works out.

And I need your heart

because you're always in the right places.

Today was the start of the 5th week of classes. I can't believe it! About 3 more months until graduation. Whoo hoo! My internship has been up and down. I just need to work on asking my boss for more projects to work on. Today I printed out a budget status report for a PI (Principal Investigator - big researcher). HolleR. He was even asked me to explain things to him. That was pretty cool. Classes are going along like normal. None are completely horrible. Strategic Management of HC Organizations is actually really cool. It's with one of the same professors I had last semester -- the one who saw me making a funny face after his exam. This class is much better than the one last semester. I'm lucky that I have some great people working in my group :)

Ever since winter break I've been staying in touch with my family much more often than normal and I'm liking it a lot! My brothers are so cool! I've also had some good converstations with my dad. And of course, my mom is still awesome. Too bad I can't talk with KeemDog on the phone. I love that little dog!

I'm still missing Jake like crazy. I've been thinking about him even more now that I'm going to NYC for the weekend - not because it's Valentine's Day, but because the last time I was there was when we met :) Almost two years have gone by. What the heck? Time is moving so quickly.

That's about it. Life is all good. This winter hasn't been depressing like normal - probably because I'm so excited to be moving to L.A. Whoo hoo!

Loves and Kisses

Please know that I'm yours to keep

So, I've already told this story to many friends, but I need to write it down.

I had the strangest day last Thrusday. I got to sleep in a little bit - which was good because I was kinda sick all week. I still had to wake up a littler earlier than I wanted so I would have time to go pick up a package at the Post Office. I got out of bed all groggy and stuffy and basically slid and fell my way to the Post Office (it was snowing and raining the whole day on Wednesday). Of course, like good Bostonians, no body had shoveled their sidewalks. The roads were perfectly clear though. Once I got to the post office the lady at the counter yelled at me because I showed her my package slip and it said UPS not USPS. Duh, I knew there was a difference between the two, she didn't need to yell at me. Then I walked home all angry and tired. I was walking behind an older man and was about to pass him on the sidewalk when I noticed that he dropped something. I said,"Excuse me, sir, you dropped something right back there."

He said,"No, that was my cigar carton. I didn't drop it, I put it there."

"What? You can't just put your garbage on the sidewalk. You have to throw it away. There's a garbage can right there (10 feet in front of us)." I replied angrily.

"Well where I come from..." he started to explain.

"It doesn't matter where you come from you have to pick up your trash! Go pick it up." I yelled at him. I think he was in shock because he just stared at me, and I was kinda getting up in his face.The I called him a bad name and stomped back, found his cigar carton, stormed past him and threw it in the garbage can. Then I realized that I just yelled at an old man. I got really emotional and started crying when I got home. My roommate made me feel better though!

The rest of the day, I actually saw people smiling at me as they walked past. A man even told me,"Thanks friend. Have a wonderful day" as I held the door open for him at CVS. The universe was telling me that I was still a good person.

I'm glad I didn't skip class and miss the craziness :)