...forced into something i'm completely against, and because it's Andrew's mother, I feel like I can't turn to him. When I broach the subject, it just turns into a huge fight. On top of all this, my grades this semester are utter crap. I know I'm failing a class, and it kills me. I fell behind at some point and I just can't seem to catch back up no matter how hard I try. I'm supposed to have written...

I had a group-presentation meeting this morning. It was good though the material is emotionally exhausting (involves violence). Last night I got my most recent anthropology exam back, the one that was...to heal. A way for us to remember our friendships and love, too, and pull those out of our memories, not just the pain... I do love all these people, so very much. And I missed them. Oh, nostalgia

Academic newspost: - First ALANA exam back; essay exam, three multipart questions. Got a 99% with comments like: "Excellent!" "Good answer!" and "Excellent work! Very clear & well-composed responses."... stop writing poetry (and some of it even doesn't suck!). I'm contemplating learning the IPA and getting out some books on my old love, linguistics. I'm engaging with language again. This is Awesome