Castiel7

I got bored and wanted to see what my name mean't. Looked a couple of places and this one stood out... Heather: "A flowering shrub" "Like Farrah, Heather makes you think of blond, feathered hairdos from the 1970s. She's a popular, adorable cheerleader, but something of a lightweight in the academic department." And my parents thought it was pretty. I don't.

Today I woke up. Nope, not in my dorm room or my studio. I woke up in Economics. Here's the kicker: I'm not in economics. I soon realized that my overworked body had went into sleep mode for the latter half of my Psych class, and the first 20 minutes of some Economics class. I was sitting in the 3rd row from the front, so I couldn't just pick up and leave without the whole class noticing. Luckily, I had a break between my Psych 110 and my History of the Designed Environment class. Thus, I sat through (the majority of) my very first economics class. I hadn't taken it in high school. Also, I have NEVER fallen comepletely asleep in a class (coll

Does it ever seem like things never go the way you want them to? Yes, of course it does. That, my friend(s) is life in a nutshell. You have your mind set on something, and you don't get it. In fact, you get the exact opposite of what you want. For instance, I'm sure whoever is reading this was hoping for a short, succint commentary on my many mistakes, blunders, and general mishaps. Wrong. I'm just going to use this journal as an outlet for my frustations, complaints, and complete and utter frustration. Wow. That was like 10 sentences worth of yakking when I could have just said a simple 'life sucks' and gotten over it. Okay, after the 'life