I used to be love-drunk but now I'm hungover

The semester ends in two weeks. On the 16th I fly home. This week, I have to work on a research paper, a take-home final, a polish of a polish of my Parenthood script, and my Pilot treatment and pitch and then I'm home free. In a way, I miss home. I need a mind-flush and home does that. And a car is there waiting for me. That's so exciting. But, gas will be another expense again. This is better than the carless alternative. I'm a little worried about driving again but, I know I shouldn't be. My accident was human error. It happens. I just need to be an alert driver. I know this and I am so excited to be mobile again. God, so excited. I've learned that some people, you can count on and some, you can't. They don't think you're their responsibility or they're too busy in there own lives to help. Of course, when I'm on the other side, I'll understand where they're coming from. I can't help the circumstances as much as they can. It's just how life works.

I believe everything happens for a reason.

This semester taught me I'm still a procrastinator. This won't change. I know it. But, this works for when...if...when I write for television. The time constraints are absolutely ridiculous. I'll fit right in.

The semester had its ups and downs. I am still extremely single. I still have crazy-issues. I'm still a bitch and I'm still a really sweet guy. But, I'm older and a little bit wiser.

I also have to go to the gym more and eat better. Picky eating is just habit, it's psychological and I have to fucking get past it. I've acknowledged the idea but I can't seem to put it into practice. It's so easy to just stick to the routine.

I have to get better at starting conversations with students in the cafeteria if I want to. Sometimes, I'm good at being outgoing. Somehow, on campus, I'm not. And then other MFA students sit down and I have a personality.

I am beyond stoked for anotheroceanic. Plans are coming together and I feel so honored to be apart of an almost full Vampire Diaries cast. Smallville's exciting me as well. So much possibility. I'm excited for Community and Buffy/Angel casts but their plans are less drawn out. All in all, it's shaping up to be quite epic. polychromatic has become quite the community, as well. At the end of my upcoming plans, I'll have seven characters there.

Tomorrow, we norm. I'm a TA for those who don't know and norming is when the TA's and the professor get together and make sure we're grading the same. It happens after class and it sucks but luckily, if we're on the same page, we finish early. And I have food again so I don't have to stay until dinner.

Speaking of, Jeff is becoming the guy I'm closest with in the class. It's funny because at the beginning of the semester, the dynamic seemed like it would be Jonathon, my roommate. The one I got into the accident with. Turns out, he's Mr. Ambitious. Also, Mr. Narcissist. Jim is a 27 year old veteran-hermit. I'm closest, in general, to Lily, our neighbor across the way. I was close to Kati but, she became a study hermit and never does anything fun. Through Lily, I met the School of Public Policy grad students and branched out. Jon's still an acquaintance but not a good friend. I might be looking into apartments off campus with Jeff, though, so we'll see about that.

All in all? It has not been a horrible semester. I've learned a ton. I'm scared of pitching but it's theatrical and I've acted so I have the strengths in general to be good at it. I just have to put those strengths into practice.

I'm worried about when I take over bills and insurance and rent. It's scary, the idea of being on my own. Completely on my own. And I have been in a way with school loans, but until I get out of grad school, my mom's paying my cell phone bill. I could never take her or my grandparents for granted. They made sure I didn't take loans out for college. And my grandparents always ask me if I need anything.

God, it'll feel great to be back home.

Wow, this got lengthy, didn't it! Well, if you actually read this, good for you. I'm glad. If not, well, screw you and the horse you road in on.

But not really.

Off to do two last prose tags and one action spam. God, if I get into amatomnes I hear I'll never be without tags. This'll be a weird but...awesome and possibly stressful feeling. But, I've sworn to everyone I will not drown in that game, nor will I disappear from others I'm in. If it is too much to handle, the other players will understand but...I'd like to think I can handle it.

I love "I Dreamed a Dream." I'm telling myself I shouldn't listen to all of Les Miserables as I have the complete symphonic recording and it will take hours to get through. But, it's so effing beautiful, isn't it?

I need to end this now or it will never end. So, here I go. Ending it.