My procrastination habit really is a terrible thing. I've been home for three hours and I haven't worked on any of my homework. Dear me.

Gonna carve pumpkins tonight with Jon. It's gonna be fuuun.

My love is a life taker.

Jeffrey won Project Runway, and I kind of want to cry.

Sleepless in Seattle is quite possibly one of the best movies ever.

My house smells sickly sweet. I think it's the air freshener that Aimee put in...one of those plug-it-in ones that saturate the air with way too intense fragrance. Yuck.

Other than that, things are good right now.

I miss this:

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I think I'm in love with Ethan Embry.

Dance parties are fairly fabulous.

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My poor fish! He was acting all out of sorts; not eating, not swimming around...pretty much just not being a healthy fish. And now he's dead. Sad things.

I, on the other hand, though swamped with homework that I put off, am quite alive. Thank goodness.

I love Mathew Hluch and I hope we're friends forever.

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I got like, 5 hours of sleep yesterday. So tonight at like, 1:30, the lack of sleep plus a glass of wine made me loopy ( Read more... )