"dear diary, carlo sat beside me today..." lol.
admittedly sad to be back in SF and trying to figure out what to have/cook for dinner
OMIGOD. I want mediterranean/greek food.
somehow I have all sorts of interesting look-alikes in my classes this sem. There's Tarzan in poetry writing, Peter Petrelli in writers in
strangely enough, I enjoyed reading I-5. Hated Drago with a passion and wished Tuzla didn't have to die, but enjoyed I-5..
somehow the universe finds a way for me to run into the stupid guy every monday and tuesday without fail
just pour her heart out into loving God. aagh all the distractions!
trying to keep herself awake throughout today with coffee and hard rock. I really really would rather be in bed...
saved the Heroes t-shirt she gave her boyfriend from being donated to Goodwill