Wooooooooooo Christmas Drunk.

Wooooooooooo getting hit on.

Woooooooooo KICKING ASS at Air Hockey (Mark, we need to play...NOW.)

Woooooooooo FUN FUN FUN.

WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

DRUNK.

xoxoxoxo

January: I went to Rififi to meet Marty, and we both expected to go our own ways, but we got distracted and all his friends came out to play.
February: This work/school thing might kill me.
March: I called Marty today, about my books and it wasn't awkward at all.
April: So I finally got back from Providence/Boston at 11:30 this morning.

May: First ( Read more... )

Go into your archives and look at your first post of each month. Choose the last sentence of each entry and post it next to the correct month. That's your Year in Review ( Read more... )

Things with Mark and I are really good right now, which is quite the change from not that long ago. It was only one day, but it was a mess. Bah ( Read more... )

Ups and downs ups and downs...Most people do [+]/[-] scale for this but I let you guess for yourselves.

Found out that thirty people are coming to my mother's house for Thanksgiving ( Read more... )

I've been sick for 4 days ( Read more... )

Not many people would start crying if they found an almond hidden in the pocket of an old winter coat ( Read more... )

I'm only freaking out a tiny bit.

But who wouldn't?

I'm completely normal.

My mom's coming home tomorrow.

Hooray!

So my mom seems fine. She's still in the hospital, but she seems okay. The food is terrible and she's restless because A) she attatched to the wall and B) she's run out of things to read ( Read more... )