After typing my last post, I was thinking that over Fall Break, I may just go print out all my blog posts, and do the whole, paper-punch and stick them in a binder, thing. Not quite scrapbooking, but saving my memories none-the-less, yes?

Anyways. I realized I've been blogging almost the entire time I've been at college (which is cool, to think I've got my college experience somewhat documented, since I don't write in a diary or anything). That means, I have a crapton of trees to kill--I mean pages to print.

So, I looked back at my very first posts--literally the first two--and noticed how completely ridiculous I am/was. Have I grown up that much over the last four years? Or have I simply integrated my blog more into my personal thoughts rather than documenting the my day's physical interation? I definitely feel like I write more to myself now. While before, I was writing to friends back home (instead of sending mass weekly e-mails...remember that?).

So I guess its more like a journal now. Which kinda sucks considering the only time people usually journal, is when they are sad/angry/upset about something. Obviously, it's self-therapy. But then there aren't as many happy moments in my blog. Perhaps because when I'm happy, I'm away being happy, and therefore not sitting at home ranting to my blog? Still....I should try to come and share/express some happiness from time to time.

Which is possibly what I was doing with the Photography post below.... Yeah right. And the Pope's a Protestant. >sarcasm disclaimer..I'm not really doubting the Pope's Catholicism< You should all know by now that there likely was a 2nd motive. And that 2nd motive is always..always....procrastination.

Now I really need to go work on my papers. (Did ya catch the plurals there? Does that explain the multiple blog-posts within an hours time? Hey..more work = more instances of procrastinating the work, that's all)

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