Fickle Pickle

Sometimes I forget how very fickle I am. It's an unfortunate trait of mine, but it is what it is and there's not much I can do to change it. The heart wants what it wants. And then next minute, mine happens to want something else. :)

I am strangely okay with that these days.


"What is the student but a lover courting a fickle mistress who ever eludes his grasp?"
-- William Osler

"True, I talk of dreams, which are the children of an idle brain,
Begot of nothing but vain fantasy, which is as thin of substance as the air
and more inconstant than the wind."
-- William Shakespeare

"Love is a capricious creature which desires everything and can be contented with almost nothing."
-- Madeline de Scudery

"O woman!- In our hours of ease, uncertain, coy and hard to please, and variable as the shade, by the light quivering aspen made; when pain and anguish wring the brow, a ministering angel thou."
-- Sir Walter Scott


Okay, okay. I'm done!

Happy mind-changing, sunshines!

Well, the single ones...

To all the men of the world:

If you're going to ask me on a date, have a plan. Do not ask me what I want to do or where I want to go. If I wanted to plan a date, I'd be asking you. Make a proposition, ask me if it's okay, and I'll tell you if there are any major hiccups, but otherwise, grow a pair and be decisive.

Kthxbai,
Samantha

Fin!

I'm done with finals, and my first year of law school. BIG sigh of relief.

I'm starting summer classes on May 16 --- ugh.

Sometimes, I need to get a frickin' clue. Mixed messages aside, I need to get better at reading between the lines. I've never been a particularly intuitive person, so this can be hard, but it's something I've got to work on.

In a couple of months, I'll be headed to Colorado for a nice long visit with some great people. I think it will be well deserved. It's the light at the end of my summer-tunnel.

Now, it's off to graduation parties and end-of-year celebrations.

It is good to be done.