In the words of Whitney K...

"I don't consider myself an American. Just because I live here doesn't mean I belong. My family comes from Europe, and I long to return there. My opportunity to attend Grad School in the UK is starting to grow, and I plan on taking that opportunity with open arms."

To add on, I honestly have never felt like I belonged in this country. I've always dreamt how my grandmother and my mom must have been when they were in Europe. I see pictures, I hear stories, and I long to experience it for myself. I will if I get the chance, believe me.

Let me tell you something realll quick. I'm under a lot of stress in school, okay? I have projects, final papers, hours for interning, and exams due and I only have a month left to do all of them. Damn, I feel screwed already. Where did this semester go? It seems just yesturday that it was February, but no, it's the end of March. If I were graduating this semester and not in the fall, yeah, I'd be flipping out like a lot of my friends are doing.

Also, I'd like to state that no one owns me, okay? Can we just get that CLEAR? I believe strongly in women's rights. I'm not sorry for believeing in it, and when a guy says, "Yeah, you'll do what I say cause I own you," then no, that's a huge red flag. Sorry to say it, but that's just how it is. Maybe the whole "I do the Vagina Monologues" thing didn't tick you off with that idea, but I'm telling it to you in writing. No one owns me, so get used to it. If you can't, then you can leave. Simple as that.

And I honestly forgot about this... and I left it open all night... but we're good.

OH! Yeah and people who think that "o hey, I miss you soo much Whitney, let's hang out soon" when you were such a bitch to me (like demanding time to see me and not understanding that I'm busy as hell) and took me off your friends list on fb... you THINK you can come back to me that easily? No. No, you can't. You people don't understand how busy I am. I'm not going to drop everything and hang out with you, especially when you were such a bitch to me. I love it how you people think.

But hey, I have better things to do then bitch about stupid shit. I have an internship that is pretty much offering me a part-time job that I might take. I am just about to go there for 10 hours as I type this. I'm starting to think of my philosophy presentation that's due sometime in early April and I'm beginning to understand what it's all about; what the author is trying to say about impurity. I got better things to do then bitch about crap, but sometimes it just feels great to bitch.