I hate to check my checking account because I hate realizing how little money I have left, but I know I have to do it to make sure I don’t overdraft. So I checked it a few days ago and was shocked to see I had only $58.04 left. I think I had over $3000 when I first came to OSU. Where did all my money go?

I decided I needed a job—actually need, assuming I want to make it through spring quarter. I already have an internship this summer, and thank God for that, but I need something to tide me over. So I started searching OSU’s site and found some job listings. I came across this one job in Lincoln (where I live) that fits perfectly in my schedule. It’s a sign, I know it is. I filled out all the application materials today, wrote my first ever cover letter, and emailed them off with my resume. Now I wait.

All my grades came in today; I did so much better than I thought I would. But I put that all in the past as soon as I left campus—I’m focusing on next quarter. I have a similar schedule, except I dumped early classes for later ones because I would always sleep in during psychology. I’m excited—especially if I land that job.

I’m bored. There’s not much to do in my small hometown and I’m beginning to wonder how I ever lived like this. I’ve gotten so used to have my suitemates around and not having privacy. It’s like the Real World—for the first few days, you’re careful around the cameras and don’t act that out of the norm, but as the days pass, you digress and soon you’re singing aloud in your horrible singing voice to songs anyone would be embarrassed to have on their iPods. That’s kind of what happened to me, well, that’s almost exactly what happened to me. And now I’m used to always having people around and always wanting people around. It’s just weird to be back here with my own room and privacy. I mean, privacy isn’t all bad. I really don’t know what I’m trying to say; all I know is this paragraph is way too long.