So I haven't talked about this on here yet, but a good number of you already know about it. I'm just begining the process of applying to graduate schools. I take the GRE on Thursday - hopefully I will do well on it, but the math section gives me the heebie geebies, not because I haven't leanered it but because its been so long since I've used that sort of math.

Last Friday I went and met with the director of graduate studdies at UGA - where I want to go to do my PhD in Philosophy, for more reasons than one. Things seem to have gone well, and I hope I made a good impression on him as a bright and eager student, worthy of consideration for one of the larger stipends, and willing to work for my keep and tuition waiver. My only real fear is that I know there are people out there better than me in Philosophy, better at playing the game, and that these people will come between me and my plans, which UGA is an essential part of.

So what are those plans? Moving out of my house, settling down with my love, and making true on a promise I have made twice now. There are some promises that brand our souls, and this is one of them - one I will keep in my heart every day between then and now. The only way I can make good on that promise is to make good on my plans - and make good on them as fast as I can.

So again I bind myself to my studdies, nose to the spine of the books, and dream of the day when I wolnt wake up alone and cold every morning. I have to continue to endure this just a little longer, and then everything will come to fruitition.

Either I am a fool for raising my hopes so far, or I am determined to make those dreams come true. I hope I will not be proven a fool, for the results of being proven a fool would be too painful for me to bear. I cannot let down those whose hopes rest on me. And so, I work, I strive, and I try my best. I only pray that my best will be enough.