Developments.

So, I can't to go North Carolina because I'm not sure if I can afford it and I didn't want to leave everyone in a lurch down the road. Because of that, Jeff and I aren't speaking. I don't really want to get any deeper into all of that—it's over.

So, what's really driving me nuts? Well, I want to write about it to hopefully get it all out of my system, so I might as well do it here.

I'm really sick of how everyone worships Andy. I really feel like everyone but me wants to curl up at his feet and stare up at him worshipfully with big doe-y eyes. (I told him I'd mention him, so ADAM, just stop batting your eyes at Andy.) I'm not saying that he's not good. He is. He's a very good writer, but I just don't see him as the WRITING GOD that everyone else seems to view him as. I'm the only one in any of our writing classes that ever has anything to say to him other than "OMG Andy, you're so great!" or "Andy, stop hoarding all of the awesome!" or "Oh, Andy I want to have your babies!" That last one might be a bit of an exageration, but really, not by as much as it should be. And I'm worried that I feel like this because I'm jealous and petty. Everyone acts like he's just sooo much better than me (though no one would ever actually say it, of course) and I just don't see it. Does that make me vain? Does all of this bother me because I wish that every once in a while someone would say, "Jamie, stop hogging all of the awesome"? The problem is that I don't know. Of course I'm jealous of Andy. Nancy loves him; she really just doesn't like me. Andy's getting the Lang Award. I can't help being a little envious. I wish I got awards. I wish Nancy said nice things instead of telling me that I can't cut it at grad school. But is that why I see things in his pieces that I think that he should fix? I really hope not. But it is definitely making me keep my mouth shut in class because I don't want to look like an asshole. It's bad enough that I feel like an asshole.

Well, that's my life at the moment.

Long update soon!

So, I haven't posted in forever. Again. I'm sorry. But tonight at work I'm planning on an epic post. At the moment I'm sitting at the lab, so I figured I could squeeze in a few things from the Jamie News department.

I went to see Ultra Violet with Paul over break, and it was fun, I liked it. Then we went to see V for Vendetta the night that it opened. I also enjoyed that.

Writing is going well, at least for writing from the self. Time travel isn't going so well because we never have drafts due so I'm not motivated to work on my piece. Baily's Beads is offically finished, now I just have to wait to see if there are any screw-ups with the printing. Here's hoping that everything works out okay.

I had a nice time over break with my mom and my aunt in Richmond. We went to a craft fair and we ate breakfast on the deck and we went to see a show called Compromise by Isreal Horowitz. Of course, the weather didn't get as nice here as it was there till this week. I wish I had a deck and some way of making decent breakfasts. I really do like eating in the sunshine.

Woot, the weather is beautiful.

Spring Break...

So, today is the last day of classes. I still have shit to write for time travel, and I have to go to psych and piano lessons, but after that I've got a week of relative freedom.

I'm going to Suzy's tonight to belly dance, and hopefully we'll play werewolf—Paul, Adam, Vita, and I are all staying till tomorrow so that we can play. If Suzy wants to, we might go skiing tomorrow, then I'll be heading home. I've got taxes to do, and I'm thinking about swinging down to Pittsburgh for a couple of days during the week, depending on what my peeps down there are up to. (ie, I'll be calling Grant and Wendy) then, I think my mom is going to come with me on Thursday to spend Friday and Saturday with my Aunt Vicky in Richmond. Sunday is going to be a lot of time in the car, but I'll survive.

I was really upset and broken up and not looking forward to break at all last night, but things seem to be looking up now. ^_^ I guess I just need to depend on the right people.