No study hours tonight. I'm not sure if I want to be productive and get some work done or spend (more) time with Chris this afternoon. It's not like I don't see him every day. I should probably do some PSAT prep, considering I'm taking that stupid test tomorrow. I hate the SAT. Verbal, math, verbal, math. I want standardized tests to die! DIE DIE DIE!!!
Rainy weather makes me want to curl up to a glass of hot chocolate and curl up to a good book. Naturally, I walked on over to the library yesterday, in the rain, to get a book. I ended up getting Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald. I love it so far. I walked back to the dorm, in the rain, and plopped on the bed and read for a while. It was nice. I needed a relaxing moment after Foundations yesterday.
I should have stayed in bed instead of eating supper with Kent and Mandie yesterday. Don't get me wrong, I love them to death. But all they ever talk about is sex. More specifically, if I've had sex with Chris yet. Grrrrrrr. It's even more annoying when Kent asks about Chris. In case you've never had a gay guy ask you about your boyfriend, let me enlighten you. It's creepy as hell! Like I said, I love Kent, and I love Mandie. But stop asking me about my sex life, because as of now it doesn't exist!
Anyway...Mandie took this picture of a bunch of us being silly a couple weeks ago. I think this was taken right before classes were cancelled due to the bad weather from Hurricane Ivan. Obviously, the goofy girl "kissing" the guy is me. The guy I'm pretend kissing is Alfred. The one with his face cut off is Kent. The redhead to the far right is Carrie, my roomie. The guy sticking his head in on the right is Casey.
Alfred is the absolute greatest. I could be anything I wanted to around him, but all I really have to be is myself. He has so much charisma and personality. I just love this guy.
And this...
That's my lovey. I dont' really like this picture. He looks goofy to me. Granted, his hair is different, and he doesn't have glasses anymore. And he's always wearing this nappy green hat. I always tell him that I hate that hat because it smells, but secretly, I love it. Anyway, you get the picture. (Hahaha! I <3 puns.) I lovelovelove that guy. Well, not exactly looooove, you see. Love is too strong a word for me to associate with Chris. But I do rather like him. Like I've said a milllllion times before, I'm just taking it day by day.
And I'm out, yo. (Werd to Haley.)