and the cereal went "crunch crunch crunch" in my head

hello.


so i guess you could say that i stink at putting anything on this anymore. in fact, you could say that and be right. but i don't care.

life is super busy. i got a job, i'm taking more credits (and quite a few of them are pretty hard classes) and i just don't have time for anything anymore. anything other than eating dry cereal, drinking loads of tea, getting my car hit by the neighbor, and wandering around the freezing house with a blanket tied around my waist, that is.
oh, and eating chick-fil-a number ones, with lots of ketchup. sometimes i get raisenettes, too. that's exciting. except for the fact that a girl in my linguistics class, when i introduced myself, asked me if i was the girl who always ate raisenettes.
i'm not sure how i feel about that. "the raisenette girl". eeh. yeahhh...


one day after school i came home and teased all of my hair up into a crazy, loco, spikey mess. it was awesome. and then i took a whole bunch of pictures of myself in the bathroom mirror. go figure.

and that's with no gel or anything. so loco. haha... and me being little miss drama face.
too bad the middle one is flipped. i'm too lazy to change it.


school is good. crazy hard these past two weeks, but i'm learning a ton of stuff that interests me. my brain is happy.
one of my favorite things is telling people random facts that i think are cool and i have been learning a plethora of those random facts recently. i love that.
i haven't been telling so many people, because of my lack of personal contact with the outside world, though.


i can't wait for spring break. i want to just get in the car and drive until i hit somewhere warm and sunny. we all know that that isn't going to happen, though.

too bad.


p.s. somehow giving things up for lent is a potentially funny subject for me. if i came across a person who said "i gave up wearing underwear for lent," i would laugh a lot. haha. lent. underwear. HAHAHA.


p.p.s. i decided today that, were i a man, i would purchase one of those t-shirts for pregnant ladies that have the "baby on board" sign on the belly, and i would wear it all the time. ohhhh i wish i were a man JUST so i could do that. i would have to be a not-fat man though, for it to be funny. it would be a tight t-shirt. i would laugh.


p.p.p.s. i talked to myself most of the day today. it was just one of those days, you know?


ok. the end.