she's got it all worked out

today i feel: accomplished
today i'm hearing: semisonic -- feeling strangely fine
today i'm thinking: i love doing this...

So I'm cleaning my room because it gets me out of staining baseboard with my mother. And though I will do almost anything to avoid staining baseboard with my mother, I like cleaning. This is because I am a freak.

But I'm cleaning and I came across all of my old stuff from when I was making College Choices. I found a tonne of stuff from Truman State (this was probably from late Sophomore/early Junior year of high school), my old pile of RSAMD papers (still sad I couldn't get to Glasgow), some booklets from Beloit and NIU and places like that. Then I found the packet from SIUC's Theatre Department. Which I never even opened.

Life's kind of ironic, huh?