I've had a surprisingly good evening, for not having done anything at all.

I hung out with Jess, which wasn't too bad. We stopped by Smoothie King, then went back to her place to order a pizza and watch Pirates of the Caribbean. She ended up straightening my hair. I don't really know why, but hey, if that's what she wants to do and it doesn't bother me, then I'm cool with it. I did end up with a sweet Smoothie King tattoo. They were free!

I'm a winner!

Grawr. So now I'm sipping on a weird but really good vanilla chai/hot chocolate mix and getting ready to watch Nacho Libre. Because I need some funny in my life. Not Jess' "I'm an attention whore" faux-funny. Real funny.

Goodnight, friendzorz. I hope you had a good day, too, and if you didn't, you know how to reach me. :)

Some days

I feel like I'm losing my mind.

That wouldn't be surprising, though.





My feet hurt.

mmmm.

So at the CRU Formal, I met a guy I reeeeally liked. :)
His name's JP, he's a freakin' engineer, we like a lot of the same music, and he's, uh, 24.

Six years isn't that big a deal, right?
Right.

. . . Right?

Ash Wednesday Fun!

Fo' realz, y'all, this song's awesome. Dude, I think I've listened to it like 50 times.
Never mind, only 25.

Uhhh. What dialect do you call that? Ghetto redneck surfer? WHAT THE HECK. I confuse myself so much. Anyway, SONG:

Somebodys Watching ME - MASTERED - Mysto & Pizzi

Okay, so on to life stuff. My mother came to visit me last night. WOO HOO. She's still not convinced that I am straight as anything, so I have to keep convincing her that YES I LIKE BOYS. NOT GIRLS. It's more annoying, if anything. I don't make a big deal out of it, it's just like. . . What the hell, Mom. Just believe me.
So anyway, we went to my appointment with Dr. Lavin this morning. That was, uh, fun. HOORAY ISSUES. I have so many. But I got to eat well, and I got along with my mother fairly well, so that was good.

Oh, big news: I'M DROPPING FRENCH. I missed too much class, and Mme Sturzer suggested I withdraw. I'm sad to be down to the bare minimum (12 hours), but at least I'm still full-time. And I won't be failing, which would totally screw my GPA. I wouldn't think that'd be possible, but apparently so. But the upside is NO MORE OVERSLEEPING! I'll be able to sleep until. . . Noon? YEAHHHH!!!!! I'm pumped about that.

Murrr. I have to go to Mass tonight and get my ashes. I really don't want to have to get up and find a Church and go and blahhh, but whatever. I'LL BE A GOOD CATHOLIC.

All right, friends, leave me some love.

BOYS BOYS BOYS.

Puh, I don't have a certain type of guy I find attractive!



. . .
Okay yes I do. :)

I guess it was a bad day.

Ever have one of those days where you hate everything and everyone? That's pretty much how my day went. No particular reason, either. Everything just bothered me.

Like people tapping their pens in Anthropology.
Kelley sniffling and coughing all night.
Kayla typing while I'm reading.

Stupid little things like that bothered me so much. I hate when I get in moods like that, but I seriously can't help it. I honestly try to calm down and ignore whatever it irritating me, but that just seems to make it worse. Grrr. I hate days like this. Hopefully tomorrow will be better.



I'm so afraid I'm making the wrong decisions. I've already planned out what I want to do with my life, but I feel inadequate, like it's not enough. I feel like I need to be more meticulous, more precise, but when I try, I can't.
I am completely terrified that I'm completely messing up my life without even realizing it, and I don't know how to make that feeling go away.

International That's What She Said Day.

Man, I was doing so well with the whole keeping-this-up-to-date thing, but then I just sorta forgot about it.

My Valentine's Day wasn't optimal, but still pretty good.

Hope everyone had a good day. :)



I am now going to spend today moping about my single status, since I never got a chance to yesterday.
BAHA. Nah, that's lame. I'm actually going to study. MURRRRRRR.




Wooo I'm happy. :)