there's a boy asleep on the superbed. meh.
I didn't get any hot cheetos. I am so dissapointed. And now I have to go to my room. Oh how I wish I had my computer here. It's times like these that I wish my laptop were faster, or that my other computer were here... or that this one wasn't out here. And now they need the phone lilne. I am kinda hungry.
Turkey Day is already here and it doens't feel like a whole year has passed by. And I just realized that I've had this thing for over a year now. How does that happen? Why does life just keep going faster and faster the older you get? Is it because you're aware of time more than you were when you were younger? Is it the biological clock in everyone telling them that they're THAT much closer to death? I dunno. [shrug]
And it seems that the closer we are to a break where we will not see each other for a while we get all uber friendly and can't seem to get enough of each other... or it might just be the super bed commanding us from it's secret headquarters in the crack. Could it be that the superbed is actually... no, it couldn't possibly be true! The superbed is good, not bad... I hope...
What's the plural of the word abacus?
I'm tired. And stuff.
I had a beehive for like a couple of minutes earlier yesterday... the hair style, not the insects... or whatever they are.
And I finally got my Vision Gator shoes! Ches!!!
but mine are blue and black... they didn't have green, oh darn.
I hate taking tests... especially like the one from last week. Why is it that NOW I can't seem to focus or to REALLY study?! Sometimes I hate being a college student... and living next to the beach. And having friends. And having my mind as my own.
my jaw hurts for some unapparent reason and my leg is twitching and my shoulder blade is itchy. now my leg is itchy too.
I ran away from "home" for like half an hour today. That was fun. I took a nap. Then I came back, and ran away again. I went to the restroom. And then I came back and it was time to leave.
