The amount of effort it is taking me right not to not take off this dress and my tights, put on my pajamas, and curl up in bed with my Media Law book is quite astounding...

I should go out..right? I mean, I want to go out...or I did at 2:00 this afternoon when I was sitting in school...

"Are you going to Noah's bday thing?" "Uhhh...."
Actually, I don't even talk to that silly anymore, and I am quite happy about that...

"The truth is...I can't be with you...right now." ahahaha. How I Met your Mother said it best.

Got a call from the J. Don't you know that Fuck off means Fuck off?

I am sleepy...