i guess i would apologize for my 4-month hiatus if i knew people were actually reading my blog, but since it's more for my own amusement than anything else, i'll forgo the apology. plus, if anyone DOES read this, it's probably because they know me, and they know i'm pretty irresponsible when it comes to frequent correspondence.
anyway, i am now done with my year of indentured servitude to the government/low-income community, and am now back in peachtree city. it's amazing how quickly a year went by, and even more amazing how much STUFF i had to give/throw away in order to pack my belongings into a '96 toyota camry. 5 years' worth of accumulated things/clothes/books is pretty hard to fit into just the trunk and half the back seat, but after donating 3.5 trash bags of clothes, selling 20 books to a used bookstore (half books, i shall miss thee, except for the fact that you only gave me $3 for 20 books, one of which was hardcover, fairly new, and only read once -_-), giving away a quarter of my stuff and throwing away the other quarter, i somehow managed to cram half of all my worldly possessions into my car.
now i'm sitting at home in my room, spending what will probably be the longest amount of time i've ever spent in it (at least a year, if not more), but i CANNOT seem to get it organized, or make it feel like it's really MY room. right now, i feel like i'm in a really REALLY messy 하숙방 or something (um...i'm not sure how to translate this to english...kind of like a boarding room in a boarding house, i guess?) since my clothes look like they exploded out of their trash bags onto my room floor. it doesn't help any that i don't have a functioning dresser at the moment -_-;;
so for the next couple weeks, i'm going be a bum and just freeload off my parents, and maybe take some time to do some navel-gazing to figure out what it is i want to do with my life...i took the LSAT last month (june), and although i did manage to score in the 80th percentile (look at me, tooting my own horn!), i'm not sure if the score is good enough to get me into the law schools i/my parents want me to attend...i guess right now my choices are to either study and retake the LSAT, if law school is what i want to do, find a real job, or...i don't know. find a rich husband who will take care of me as long as i bear him children? ok, scratch that last option; i probably set back feminism about 50 years, but hey, to each her own.
i feel like this post hasn't been nearly as amusing as my other posts, but i think it's because i'm separated from my muse...zammez has been supplying fodder for most of my previous posts, but now that he's in miami and i'm here, i guess we'll all have to wait until he visits for some more entertaining posts. that, or maybe my mom/sister (they're the best bets, since they tend to say ridiculous stuff from time to time...my dad just sings weird songs and makes up his own words to existing ones) will come up with a gem that i can then use for a blog post...so until the next one (who knows how many more months it'll be), adieu!
