Whining about: 1) My English 4000 assignment due this past Monday: writing a sonnet, ballad, and free verse poetry and then critiquing them like I hadn't just written them. NB: I rearranged the post in Oh, Sweetheart to make a 12 line free verse for the assignment and I LOVE it! 2) My expansive Sociology test Wednesday. 3) The paper in my Novel class about Woman in the Dunes, due Thursday but which I am still working on. 4) The three migraines I got this week: Monday, Wednesday, & Thursday. 5) My mother's complete lack of informing me that I have family obligations this Friday and ability to force me into something I never knew existed. (I.E. spending time with my grandparents, who I had NO IDEA were coming to visit this weekend.) 

Adorably quoting: 1) Any love song that would unintentionally disturb/upset my friends. 2) Any inappropriate line of Kid Cudi which is stuck in my head. 

Awkwardly telling my friends 1) School has managed to bite me in the ass, how are you doing? I miss you, let's find time to hang out when you're home/not studying/at that concert/between classes. 2) Oh and yeah, by the way, I have a boyfriend now.

Sorry Libby, I know you dreamed of this day being a more poetic flowing post filled with happiness and warm feelings, perhaps the feeling of being adored, and not some awkward weekly update about why my life has taken so many twists and turns. It's harder for me to open up about myself, about my feelings for a particular person, stick a name on them and post them to the public. I'm not trying to write the Amores, Libellus is about the love and happiness that comes from every day life, in places you forget to look, from people you forgot cared so much.