Life is good. I'm happy. Declaring a major, getting work done, ect ect.
Going to Cornell with the Juggling Club on Saturday. I should be there all day, so I'm going to bring some work which I'll probably just end up ignoring with me anyway. But this is a good excuse for not going out, since I'll have to wake up at like...7 in the morning, heh. And I'll get back at like, midnight. So awesome.
I might have a job coming, which is also super awesome. I need it for the work study. I just hope it doesn't interfere with Pittsford Plaza Sunday's, but I'm sure Georgia and I would find another way to each other...
I still miss my friends and stuff, of course, but the way I look at, I'll see them soon. Nothing's ever going to be the same...but I guess I'll be okay...like...they're still there, you know? And we all still love each other and what not. And I still text everyone like obsessively. At least a few people.
So I'm really okay right now, and I think this is the start of...something good. I have a feeling Sunday will be weird, because I'm not so sure if I can see Georgia or not, but I guess I could always end up getting a shit load of work done. But still. Everything's good...I might actually have a future haha. And I have plenty of opportunities to have fun. Still thinking about minoring in theatre, but i'm not so sure.
I should go eat soonish...
That's it for now.