He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company b.

Old jazzy swanky music is really getting me.

Why we don't have more of it...i really don't know. 

but, this playlist called, "Fancy" i've got going is so wonderful. 

Frank Sinatra, Louis Armstrong, Billie Holiday etc etc. 

Ella, i mean this is good stuff. 

Anyone need a wedding mix? Lemme know. 

i think i missed my calling. Ready? A flapper. 

Can i? can i? 

i'll run the prohibition, dance in my swanky dress, and have beads.

i can dig it. 

things are good as of yet, counseling slapped my brain, school has almost begun and i'm looking to get my paper in may. AHHHHHH

plans?

 i think i'm going to go talk to someone at a learning disability school and see what needs to be done as far as a masters goes to get in. :-D yipppee

A small note to photography:

Dear photography, 

We sometimes have a love hate relationship. 

I want you, and I want to do you really well.

But at the same time, I don't want to be forced to ever take a picture.

You know how I get when I'm forced. It's not pretty. 

Anywho, sorry I shut you out last blog. Irrational me. 

 Love,

Meagan. 

life test tomorrow. i don't want to fail again. but yet, i blog when i need to study ??

i'm so good at avoidance. 

the bf, is amazing. wonderful. hey you, i love you. 

*muah*