In a little over a week, I'll find out what schools I'm accepted and rejected from. Wow. Hard to believe the big day's almost here.

I wish I had the ability to write poetry on a regular basis. It's just so hard to do. I envy all those poets who can just bust out and write whenever they feel like it. The only thing I can do on the spot like that is take a piss.

Last weekend I called laur up even though we barely even talk. It was awkward as hell. The worst part is is that I'm pretty sure I don't even like her, and she definitely thinks I'm obsessed or some shit. hahaha good stuff. The funniest thing is that she still uses me for outlines and music and homework help. Every conversation she nonchalantly starts with me inevitably ends up with some kind of request for help. I hinted at it earlier and she got soo defensive about it.. hilarious

anyway, I don't even know why i write on this thing. I am tired