I Fought the War

I fought the war,
But the war won't stop for the love of God.
I fought the war, I fought the war,
But the war won.

I really enjoy this song. Metric is fantabulous. I am waiting for a Metric/Haiti relief shirt in the mail, actually. I really need to stop being such an impulsive buyer on the Internet, but I justified that purchase because it was the only way I donated to Haiti... oh well...

For some reason, for the past several months (ever since the beginning of winter break), I have been on a getting-rid-of-stuff kick. When I was at home my room just felt so cluttered, and I was freaked out because it was only all of the stuff that I hadn't brought to college... so I got rid of a TON of things. And then I came back to school and felt like I had too much stuff, as well... so probably when I move back home for the summer Goodwill is going to be receiving a lot more things. I'm also trying to find a place where I can donate old prom/homecoming dresses. I don't really have a use for them anymore (although I wish I did) and I know there are charities that are specifically for such dresses, but I just don't know where any are in Maryland. I'll figure it out, I suppose.

So in one of my classes today I decided to make a page in my journal of self-affirmations. Just little positive sayings about myself. Social Psych says it is supposed to make you feel better if you say such things to yourself... so I thought I'd make a list to carry around with me. Just don't want people to see the page and be like "What is that girl doing." Ah well.

I have been feeling a little bit dead the past day or so. I'm counting on dance practice to kick me out of my head and back into the real world. We'll see.