i <3 my friends.

Andrew: I also love sour blow pops.

Amber: LOL YOU WOULD

Andrew: you're being perverted, aren't you?

Amber:..indeed. quite.

"honey.....ya cock is greeeen....."

Andrew: CAN I SMELL YOUR DIIICK!

Amber: lolol

talk about your sour apples

Andrew: o my god.

you just went there.

Amber: we have gone....

too far.

........

......nah.

Jennifer's Body.

Now there's a movie that knows exactly what it is, and doesn't hold back.

Famous last words: "My tit."

And now I'm off to bed, where hopefully I won't have nightmares about Megan Fox's scary-ass face. O.o

headaches, redux.

Stupid headaches. I'm having sophomore year flashbacks. Gotta find me a good doctor, and some good pain meds. Rawr.

Been writing a TON for HTV, just finished up an article about the new Religious Studies course on HARRY POTTER. Yeah I wanna take that. :D

labor day weekend.

The Weekend ended up being pretty damn interesting. And yes I capitalized that on purpose.

Emily came to visit and stayed with me, which was fun and awesome. Josh also came, which was more interesting, since I seem to have many mind hangups about a lot of people these days, and I spent most of my time wondering how he could be so nice to me and still make me want to punch him in the face.

Oh right- because I have serious mental issues and always have to find a scapegoat for my problems. That clears that right up.

We all watched a lot of Buffy and drove around a lot and I spent too much money again. But I HAD to have that vest.

We spent half of today trying to get Josh's car to work so he could get back to K-Ville. That was certainly interesting. Now the two of them are saying their goodbyes and I'm doing homework hoping that my continual use of charm will eventually persuade a certain girl to change her mind and decide that some things are worth a little work after all.

All I can do is soldier forth.

One step at a time.

One foot then the other.

My mindset right now is to try not to think too far into the future with regard to anything except schoolwork.

Part of me still thinks that eventually things could work out. There are signs, and sometimes timing is everything.

Not in nearly as much of a rut as yesterday, thankfully.

3 classes tomorrow and an article I have to finish. Probably some errand running with the object of my confusion. Like I said, I'm pretty much getting used to it. Pretty sure I can handle it. Looking forward to next year as a reprieve from this one.

I've had "The Way We Get By" by Spoon stuck in my head ALL DAY. Weird.