To be quite frank, I just wasn’t all that stoked for Mardi Gras.  I mean, the whole concept of streets crowded with smelly people rubbing up against you and plastic beads flying everywhere is just not appealing to me.  I can honestly say that despite all of my negative feelings towards this holiday, I had the most amazing time.  I’m always putting down Louisiana and dissing this place, forgetting that it’s my home and where I came from.  There really is no place on earth with the same spirit of Louisiana and I realized this during my time in New Orleans for Mardi Gras.  On Bourbon Street during Mardi Gras, no one is a stranger.  It’s as if everyone knows each other and it’s just one big street reunion of people from many different places.  I had a fabulous time and am so glad I sucked it up and went.  I need to just stop denying myself all of these good things.


March 4, 2011

My doctor doubled my dosage of my medicine from 20 mg to 40 mg.  I’d love to blame the medicine for not helping me as much as it should have after 3 months, but the fact is, I just don’t know how much progression I’ve made.  I’m still making shitty decisions, skipping class, and literally not giving a shit about everything.  Maybe I’m just in a bad place right now, and an extra dose will just erase all of my bad thoughts, but for now I have to just get used to these fucking awful side effects again.  Here’s to non-stop sleeping and lack of focus.


Au Revoir