Over the past week I have decided to give photography a rest. Mostly because finals will be dawning soon and papers and projects are beginning to take precedence. So this leaves me little time to spend hours wandering around town. So instead I am going to focus on writing. It has been a long time since I have written anything that even seemed decent. Over the weekend I was poking through some of my files and found a first person memoir that I had started on, but never finished. (Like any other writing project I start.) To note, its not about my life. Its actually completely fictional. This was something I started ages ago and it is meant to be a short story about an overworked journalist who is forced into a mini vacation at her grandmother's farmhouse in Oklahoma. As I have said it is written in first person point of view and has a fair amount of sarcasm in it. I actually enjoy it. So over the past couple of days when the notion struck me I would open that file and had a sentence here and there. Hopefully, if I keep that up I will have at least the first part of it to post by the end of the week. I don't want to spoil it by telling much about the story here. But I am hoping that once I post some it that a few of you here will be able to appreciate it. I think writing this is what my soul needs right now.

College is stressing me out. Its not just the work, but all the factors of my life that revolves around college. I opted out of taking a GIS class (a computer mapping program that is becoming popular in archaeology) because there is no way I can have class 3 days a week till 5 in the evening and still try my attempt at finding a job. So for the Spring I will only have 3 classes and hopefully an internship. In the Fall of next year (last semester yay!) I have to take Classics and a geographic area class. Let's not forget I already promised Dr. Quinn I would take her folklore class. I also want to do an independent study. My mind has already been brewing on what I would like to research.

Of course, classes aside I have been searching for a field school. My two issues I have to contend with is money and meeting the department chair's approval. I have found 3 so far in England that would be interesting to do. The only one that has cropped up in Ireland is the Achill Field School, but it costs $6,000. Two of three I need to actually email to see if they will be running their programs next summer. If I get a yes then I will be contacting my department chair asap.

After field school comes grad school. I have at least three contenders so far. University College of Dublin or University of Glasgow for Celtic Archaeology and University of Bristol for Maritime Archaeoology. Pfft. Something else I am going to have to find money for.

All I can really do in the end is just hope that everything works out. If its meant to be then its meant to be. I can't control fate much.

Otherwise, I'm a mess. I am distracted most of the time and can't concentrate for 5 minutes to get any work done. My weekend consisted of laying on my bed and watching tv, which is actually rare for me. I was actually going to update my journal yesterday, but my internet was being an arse.

On the brightside, in two and a half weeks is Thanksgiving break. I seriously need an extended period of stay at home before the freshmen drive me insane. Which leads me on to say that I am going to have a hell of a time looking for a place to stay next year. On campus housing has an age limit of 24 and I have hit my limit. I just need housing for about 5 months. I have found a couple of decently priced apartments, but unless I can find a job I am screwed..

Must stop procrastinating now.