soooo college. is something i have not talked about yet. i have been meaning to, really truly i have. but it seems like i spend 80% of my life telling people what happens in my life. i didn't know if i needed another time to talk about what happens to me on a day to day basis. i'm already on the phone with my parents, talking to highschool friends on the phone, chatting with college friends about things that happened when they weren't there (or when they were but they just need a little reminder), etc. but i decided that blogging is probably good for me, and i really enjoy getting to read old entries, even if they weren't that awesome to write in the first place. so. here we are.

because i'm not going to spend all my time making references to the months of my life that have not been recorded, the 30 second capsule review:

july-- i spend 40 hours a week at a tedious but lucrative desk job, typing class action lawsuits. who stabs an 80 year old man in the heart? my freetime is spent with byrne and andy, trying to make the most out of the summer. i love my car.

august-- at the end of the month, i stop working the desk job. i spend 8 hours a day for 12 days at the minnesota state fair, the great minnesota get together! small children are cute, sometimes you just need a photo of disposable cameras, and i totally fixed the cow. all in all, worked on a pretend farm. i break up with andy and awkwardly cry in my car (and many other random places) for about a week straight.

september-- i ask my mom if she would homeschool me for college. she says "put your stuff in the car." an epic cross country journey ensues. a photograph is taken in coon valley. i arrive in daniels hall, sometimes referred to as "dirty daniels." for months, i don't know where this name comes from. in a whirlwind week i meet almost everyone i'm friends with now, get settled into school and buy hundreds of dollars of art supplies and books. many hours are spent waiting in lines at one stop. i am intimate friends with all employees. daap starts. i don't think i can handle it, and almost die completing my greyscale.

october-- college continues. i fly back to mn for a weekend to be with my grandmother as she dies in hospice. things are pretty mellow for a while. i begin counting down to winter break. i start thinking about transfering.

november-- i storm the field when uc beats rutgers. then, i go home with ashley for thanksgiving. i shower without shoes on and meet her fabulous family. there are amish people everywhere.

december-- i begin to understand why the term dirty daniels was coined as the water leaks into my room. we are all horrified and take a stealth video of the nice man mopping our floor. i fly back to minnesota with a smile on my face. others in the airport think i am insane. andy and i decide we liked dating better than not, and he finally asks me out (thanks, babe). my depression, which had been pushed into hiding while i was living with three other girls sees this break as an opportunity to go a little bit crazy. i fight between wanting to see my friends and wanting to sit on my bed and cry. friends usually win. i attend a couple of awesome parties, most notably fatty circle. family christmas is weird, on a number of levels. i work on transfer applications in my spare time.

january-- i ring in the new year with fizzy apple juice and an elvis poster. andy and i embark on an epic 14 hour bus ride to ohio. we survive. he spends a week squeezing into my tiny bed and leaving his clothes all over my floor. then, he embarks on a 24 hour bus ride home. i am the only one crying on the sidewalk when the bus pulls away. the depression doesn't go away when i get back to school.

alright, well hardly 30 seconds. and i'm tired of blogging for right now. but i have nice clean background info to start from.