I have no idea, let's talk about how all of this works. This is it. Mmk. So, I'm sitting here thinking about how I'm not doing anything wrong, but if you were to find out you would totally have to kick my ass. And I would laugh. Why would you dislike it soo much? I mean honestly. Anyways, if he told me to stop. I would stop. But, he doesn't know, so he can't. Right? Right. Hahahahaha. I'm soo horrible. It makes me laugh. Anways, he sent the cutest most wonderful email in the longest time. Would you stop playing video games for me? Would you stop playing The Sims for me? I don't know. Would I give up food to talk to you? I don't know. That's the question. For him, yes him, to want to stop playing Madden 2005 that's pretty impressive. Anyways, so he did that for me. That was pretty awesome. But, for really for truly now. At the end...aww he's such a doll. He's soo sweet it was great. Anyways, so I'm sitting here just watching the time go by, rather slowly if I must say soo myself. But, no for really now. Anyways, I don't know. He's like: I miss you more than words could ever describe. Yeah yeah yeah, it's prolly right out of a movie or something, but he's soo awesome (and I'm a sucker for that) and so he knew exactly what he was doing to tempt his way back into my heart, so I wouldn't be angry at him for not talking to me, becuase I wasn't. I understood that he was busy (playing video games...) but busy all the same. He's tons of fun and I love him to death, he's my bestest friend, besides Amanda, but I love him tons and tons. But, anyway, I don't know. I really don't.

I haven't talked about the Academic side of college lately...lemme tell ya
1) I'm not doing all that great, or at least by my standards. I can do it if I really really wanted to, but I don't have the ambition right now. I think, though, that I'm starting to get a hang of it and starting to realize that I'm going to get fucked over if I don't start paying more attention in class.
2) This week I skipped approx. 1 out of every 3 hours of class I had. I don't really give a flying fuck this week. It was a really good week and a really bad week. Good things and bad things. You know what I mean.
3) I actually passed my Geo. test. I mean so what if I'm not passing the whole course, I'm slowly getting to where I need to be. Fuck, I have to print off that quiz. And I really do have to study. But, anyways, see...I'm starting to care. A lot. But, anyways, so I'm sitting here just thinking about all of that, and I realize that I'm slowly moving back up to my standards. I mean it.
4) I wish that people wouldn't worry about me soo much. I mean that. I mean why do you have to worry so much about me. Everyone. Not just people here, but everywhere, there is no point in worrying about me so much. I mean. It's just not worth it to you. Worry about yourselves more than me. Don't tell me to study when you don't do enough of it yourself. I mean that. I'll fuck up my life myself and I don't need anyone to tell me that I shouldn't be doing it. I think that I learned enough lessons and what not myself to be able to make the right or wrong decision.