*pops out of figurative vagina*

That's right, hookers. I'm BACK. Why am I back? Because Megs has requested it. So you can toss any thanks and/or rotten tomatoes in her direction.*

Yeah, so. Here I am. In college. At the fabulous University of Texas at Austin. Studying to become a crazy independent filmmaker.** I thought the title of this blog was particularly appropriate because it conveyed a sense of innocence corrupted. Which is kind of stereotypically where I'm at right now in this pivotal first semester of college.*** And here you can read ALL about it.

As for what's going on right now, I'm in the throes of final editing of my first group video project. Jon and Michele and I are dying of influenza. I just took three exams and I have two papers due in the next 48 hours. And I am having THE TIME OF MY LIFE. Because I am no longer rotting in Lake Jackson, languishing at Brazoswood High School, clawing my eyes out in the feeble hope that such action would override the unbearable pain of waiting for SOMETHING to happen. Because now I'm in Austin and stuff happens on a daily basis. And it's awesome, yo. So please don't hold it against me if I NEVER GO BACK.

In other news, I'm all full of holiday spirit. I bought Christmas ornaments to hang in the dorm. And I got these little candy things that are like a really thin peppermint stick dipped in dark chocolate and I CAN'T STOP EATING THEM. And I have this mad crazy urge to bake gingerbread cookies and decorate a tree. It's pretty awesome. I haven't been this psyched about Christmas since I was like seven. True story.

Well, I should probably start writing those papers. You kids have loads of fun, and if any of you are back in Texas over the holidays you should definitely call me. We'll get hot chocolate and croissants and chat like old ladies.

-Bell
"YOUR MOTHER'S IN HERE!"


* If anyone actually throws rotten vegetables at Megs, there's gonna be hell to pay. Let it be known.

** crazy independent filmmaker = dirty hobo starving in a ditch

*** For the purpose of creating some nice storybook image of girl meets world, we're gonna go ahead and pretend I had a least a little bit of innocence left prior to arrival at college. Just pretend. It feels good.