Okay, so that didn't last long. In fact, it was over the next day.


But these games are starting to wear thin and I just don't know what they mean.


I get as giddy as a junior high-schooler when I talk to the cute, younger guy from my section. I'm hopelessly pathetic.


Thanksgiving's this week and for the first time in my life, I'm not thinking about the dinner itself but just trying my best to stay thankful despite impending finals. I have good moments and bad moments.


On the last day of crim, we had a guest speaker who was incarcerated for the past 25 years for a murder he didn't commit. He's fighting back after teaching himself the law while in prison and his case is pending in front of the USSC. It kinda puts life into perspective...