Life of a Disentagled Student, oh yeah and books

I just realized I don't have any of my pictures on this laptop. I'll have to grab my external hard drives or grab some on a flash drive from my bf's computer one of these days. I figured I hadn't written a new post in some time...so here I am!

School is kicking my ass! I'm exhausted. I have a lot of papers and reading. But I have to admit it's pretty damn awesome! I mean who needs a life when they are obtaining a Masters degree anyways, right? Ha-ha. I hope I can see it that way soon enough. Sleep...I need it.

I finished "Goodnight Irene" by Jan Burke. It was ok. It was a fun murder mystery, but nothing much more to it. If you like murder mysteries, she's not a bad writer. People kept telling me I must not have been enjoying it, because it's relatively thin and it took me a long time to read. I was just...busy! Well, that and it wasn't necessarily my cup of tea. But I didn't hate it. And then I read Nicholas Sparks' new book, "Safe Haven". What can I say? I LOVE working at a library in that I get to see all the new books coming out. It was a wonderful story, but when aren't his stories (Ok, except for Message in A Bottle and maybe one or two others that just ended horribly). He writes very, very well though. I mean I wish I could write like that. One day....maybe. I'm reading "The Help" by Kathryn Stockard now. Or trying to read it in between all my schoolwork and readings for school. It's great, by the way. A lot of people have recommended it to me, so I kinda had to.

So my BF and I walked in on an armed robbery. Yep, I can't make this up, even if I tried. It was surreal. Ski masks, people on the ground, guns and all. I almost walked right into it, because I couldn't comprehend what was happening. Thankfully my BF is a much better thinker than I am. The gunman (in a ski mask standing over an individual on the ground, mind you) tried to wave us in, saying (very cordially) "Come on in". I said "What?" and almost walked in. My BF said "No, no." and ever so slightly turned me around and instructed me to keep my head down and walk out. I did. And we got out. More panic though when I heard footsteps running behind me. I started to run until my BF told me to walk and not run and don't turn around (cuz I started to). Thankfully we weren't parked near the getaway car, so the footsteps behind me didn't last long as they were going in a different direction. My BF asked for my cell and even tried to run after the getaway car, while calling 911, to get the license number. He didn't get it. And I locked myself in the car. It was crazy. we were there for another hour talking to the people who were inside and the cops and detectives. And all we wanted was coffee and coca-cola. Yup, and it was only 8:30 on a Saturday evening.

That's my excitement. Gotta go eat dinner and maybe study more. Blech. I have to finish yet another paper for Wednesday night and even work a full day tomorrow. If you had told me a year ago this is what I'd be doing and all that happened, I would've laughed in your face.

I'll post a picture soon...sorry about that.