Be gentle, it's my first time....

So here I am...making an "online journal" just like everyone else. One week in Florida made me realize that emailing every person I know in order to keep in touch with them won't work, and since our generation seems to prefer communication that allows for complete isolation, this seems like a good choice.

We shall see how much, if any, effort I put in formatting this blog thing. I have a feeling most the skills learned in Interactive Design, which I took this semester, have already exited my head. This is a sad reality of Dani's mind.

I got an A- in Media Law and Ethics....I can handle an A- in Quantitative Literacy....but Media Law? I'm a bit miffed. Miffed is a lovely word.

Upon returning from Florida, (sans sunburn, I might add) I found my room packed full of boxes and the remains of my sophomore year. There's no place to put anything in the awful structure that I shared with my sister for three years, and since my cousins are coming in tomorrow, I packed most of my boxes back in my car to take to my future home in Hurst, TX. I'm rather excited/worried about this living with my step-dad thing. It should be interesting. I need some friends there....it's quite possible that with Amy at camp and myself residing in an awfully dark house in a room all by my lonesome, with no peers, and probably no job, I might become more insane than I already am.

This posting thing is turning into what I feared it would become, ramblings from Dani's head....and this is only my first post. I must work on this. It's slightly absurd for me to do this whole blog thing. I will probably post nothing of substance, ever, therefore I will only ramble. It will become one horrendously long compendium of stupid thoughts. Ugh...end it now.

My subject line makes me feel dirty....