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Wow I haven't written here in ages! Well I can't really make any apologies for it. This last semester has been absolutely bananas, stressful, and even exciting at times. However the common denominator is that I was constantly busy. However, I managed to pull through and now I can say I have 1 year of Grad school in the bag. It was such a great feeling to be done...although sometimes it feels like the concept of "done" is really some sort of cruel April Fool's joke that refuses to go away. Well world, there are two problems here: 1) It's not April and 2) I'm not laughing. Seriously I'm rarely truly DONE with anything. For example, grades were posted a couple weeks ago but I have to go to campus to meet with my advisers on Friday (which is interfering with my work schedule) and I will have to wait until next JANUARY to present my research project which is effectively done now. Come on man! Whatever...

The BF and I are still going pretty strong. It'll be 4 years in September. My how time flies!  :) And we recently achieved another milestone: I have a key to his place! Yessir, yep that's me, the chick wit an all access pass. However please do not think for a second that I received this lil golden ticket promptly, with ease, or on some sort of whim. Finally after a series of unfortunate events, and possibly my not so subtle suggestion that I should sleep over less often, the key was given out of necessity and some sort of epiphany on his part. Whatever the reasons behind it, I'm happy to have my little Steelers key (yes, my BF, the eternal Steelers fan, had the key designed with a Steelers pattern. Meh, maybe they were all out of pink backgrounds with cute baby animals, lol. But now that we are at this point it serves as further reminder that there aren't too many more steps we can take as boyfriend/girlfriend. Indeed, even the terms boyfriend and girlfriend start to feel a little ill-fitting with age, seeming more appropriate adolescents than young professionals. Sidebar--> Do I count as a young professional since I'm still in school? I do have a job, maybe soon to be two jobs (more on that later), but its not related to my career ambitions. Meh, who knows...

A classmate just recently set me up for an interview at a psychiatric rehabilitation establishment. I'm excited by the prospects of finally doing something in my field but I'm quite nervous that I don't have the background to be selected. Either way, simply setting foot into this establishment will be self-affirming of my goals. It's a step in the right direction so I might as well just go for it. Honestly the most nerve-wrecking part may be the fact that one of my classmates works there and another interviewed yesterday. Therefore if I don't pull it off then basically everyone knows = embarrassing. I know I shouldn't be worried about them but it just seems like it could be awkward. On the bright side, if I don't get the position, I don't have to see these people until Fall and I would hopefully be over it by then.

Other than that, nothing to amazing is going on over here. The boo-muffin's B-day is on Saturday but he has decided to shun the typical club party celebration with his buddies in favor of a swanky dinner for two with yours truly :) I'm clearly not complaining. I just want him to have the best time possible. You only turn 26 once, as far as we know anyway. However, I must first survive traffic court on Thursday and I also received a speed camera ticket--> sucks. I hate to admit it but maybe I need to take some responsibility and slow my butt down. The last thing I need is more expenses that I can't afford. I guess I would have to say that the greatest tragedy of late is the loss of my IPhone-->HEARTBREAKING! The worst part is that 1) they're fairly expensive the replace, 2) when stuff is going on I can't just quickly call on someone for support--> isolation, 3) I don't want to settle for a cheap replacement and I'm not sure it even makes sense in the long run anyway, 4) it was a gift from Wes and we started a plan together, 5) and just the typical sting of loss. Part of me is still holding out hope that it fell into some secret compartment of my car and will reveal itself any moment now...

Well that seems to be enough for now...

Oh yea....I fell like I could be preggers, Bye now!

***runs away without explanation***