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home, radio humber, sad, school

He said I love you to my face.
It's only the first day of the second week of school and I've experienced my first panic attack of the year. Last year, it took me until late in the first semester to have my first panic attack. They usually start with crying as soon as I awake, then as I try to get ready for class, my chest gets tight and I can't breathe and the crying gets worse. This morning wasn't as bad as it could get, but it was still pretty bad. Needless to say, I missed my first radio lab course which, ironically, is taught by the professor that failed me in first semester news last year. I went to the school and waited for the class to be done before I went to talk to him, shaking like a leaf and holding Niagara Falls in my tear ducts. The professor seemed pretty understanding, which is nice, and I'm going to kick the hell out of the assignment to show my commitment to this Goddamn establishment, course, and my impending career.

Speaking of which, as far as my mind is made up now, I'm staying over the Summer for another semester. I wish to not disclose the reason behind this, but I will say that there are quite a few people upset at the reason and are thinking about going to the Dean on my behalf, to which I say thanks guys, but this is my screw up and I need to deal with the consequences. Subsequently, I will not be on Radio Humber this semester. I should be on-air next semester as well as throughout the Summer months. Tune in every now and then. You will realize soon thereafter how I was put on this planet to be in radio.


Laundry. I can finally do laundry after living here for three weeks.
Decor. Sarah, my roommate, and I decided we need to decorate the place. It's plain.
Weight. I've lost more weight and as opposed to being enthralled, I'm unhealthy.
Lunch. Ryan and I have a lunch date tomorrow and I am, in fact, excited.
Talking. Wednesday after his on-air shift. Good luck!
Tattoo. Wait until you see the piece I'm getting.
Jays. The 16th and the 28th! STOKED.

Saturday was fun. Radio people always have a blast when they party together, and Saturday was that night. I had a good time, which is a refreshing change from weeks past! That is, by the way, half a litre of Malibu coconut rum and half a litre of Minute Maid orange juice. Shortly after this photograph was snapped, the bottle was taken away from me. Cheese!