Yeah, I know I seem to do this while I'm at school and bored during this huge chunk of time...and these computer work sooo much better than the one at home. But, ok. So, here I am at school. We just finished our Literary Publishing Class. We're going through submissions for the Cornfield Review. It's the literary publication on campus. I've even submitted a few poems. You can view them on deviantart so here's the links to them:

Lonely

Love Runs Deep Part 1

Love Runs Deep Part 2

Love Runs Deep Part 3

Love Runs Deep Part 4

Hope

Stop

We haven't gone through the submission process yet, probably Monday and Wednesday we're going into Mansfield to a publishing shop to check out that aspect of the work. I'll be sure to update about that when the time comes.

So, basically I am sitting here putting off doing my work for the next class, which is workshopping two stories. I got about 4 hours last night, if that. Some of us just have too much fun. Not naming any names of course...(looks at frozeneyes) Yes, way too much fun.

Last night my mom and me went over to a friends house and we had a blast, my mom is cool, she's a bit dim sometimes, but she has a good sense of humor and knows how to behave herself and yes, so do I. She did tell me one thing though. We're going to a baptism on Saturday and then going over to Canton to my sister and brother-in-laws. I knew all about this before hand. What my mother neglected to tell me was that while we were in Canton we were going shopping for dresses, for my brother's wedding the weekend after. Joy. I hate shopping, unless it's for books or something fun. CLothes shopping is way, way, way down on my list of fun things to do. Yes, get in, get out...oh, look a dress fits, I'm buying it. Yeah, I don't care what it looks like if it fits. Well, ok that's not entirely true. It has to cover me after all and be modest. Me in a dress isn't a pretty sight normally, put me in something tight or revealing and FORGET IT. My brother wouldn't even care though, he'd be glad if I just showed up.

I love Travis, I really do, but sometimes it's a hassel. And where in the rules does it say that you have to wear a dress and nice shoes to your brothers' wedding? It's an unspoken one, isn't it? Great.

Ok, enough about that. This afternoon I have Writing Fiction. A class I love since I can write during it and no one cares. I am actually writing Lost Crossovers, completely off the record of course since you have to be in the loop to get them most of the time and since only one other person is in the loop, well, there ya go. I already have two done and that leaves 98 more...but I have most of them thought out by now. I still have maybe 10 let to think about...maybe a few more...but that's not bad considering I've only been thinking about it for two days. I'm having fun with all the Sheppards and giving Jack brothers and sisters. I just loves my Jack. MY JACK. Sexy, sweet, intelligent...the absolutely most perfect guy...yeah, yeah, we've been through this before. Just review one of my other journal entries.

Ok, I had better be getting to work on my homework, I only have another half an hour in here and I'd like to get more work done than this. Hee Hee.