Hi. A friend calls me Forbsey. I don't mind it. It's kind of cute. I've decided to start blogging. I suppose I'm ready to get back to Winthrop but at the same time, I'm not. I'm stuck in this spot and don't like anywhere I am. Home, I can't stand. School is the preferable choice, yet still not enticing. I have a roommate anywhere I go and I can't deal with it. I've realized I'm an awful sharer. I like to be alone for the majority of my day. I like to have quiet when I want to have quiet. I don't think I would mind having a roommate one eency weency bit..if it was someone whose company I enjoyed, but I have yet to find her. I'm ready for my new classes though. Italian, philosophy, world civilizations. Could it be better? Yes, but I'm not complaining. I would really love to take a religion class. While watching the History channel today, I was intrigued. I went into the living room, shuffled around a few books, got caught in some cobwebs, and victory, The Bible. I'm not a religious person, this is true, I'm curious. I started reading The Bible today. It's so interesting and I intend to keep on reading it. Also, I'm very curious about music. I really wanted to take a history of music class but it was reserved for the music majors. My boyfriend is a music ed major. He's a sweetie and I like him a bunch. It's been eight months with him and I'm so glad for that, he really makes me happy. I have such a boring life, it's ridiculous. I am so untalented that it makes me sad. I'm awfully mediocre. Going to Taco Night at the Perissi/Geer household.
Hope someone's reading.
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