03:26 am it seems i got something sappy on my sock. that is a lovely smell, but i can't say i'm thrilled by it gooing my finger.
in radder news, nastassia's mom baked me cookies. how much does she rule? they're better than any store crap stylee. and i began nastassia and laura's rockstar lessons today. i don't know how to teach. at all. anything. this calls into question my recent thought of being a college english professor. i'm steadily whittling down all my ideas of what i might do with my self after school to NOTHING AT ALL. shit. i guess i'll just stay in school forever
i had quite the evening. got out of fencing, went to the fallfest w/ people, most of whom left. so it was me and vanessa. we hit all the rides- the gyro thing was rad but shoulda been faster, the extreme bungee jumping sucked cuz i coudlnt flip, and i won at riding the mechanical bull by a second (beat her won. some other people destroyed both of us). 7 seconds! and it only cost me getting tackled by the damn thing after i got tossed off. then some guy had a ninja battle with the bull and that was fun we went to jess/alicia/unpresent people's room and watched american pie 2 and talked. i learn a lot more about them when they talk to each other than when they talk to me. one thing i learned is that my life isnt nearly as interesting as theirs. but would i want it to be?
ps: dave, your handwriting looks like a 10 yr old
 they lie. it wasn't very extreme. not even with just 1 x state: small children can be baked into brownies np: dashboard confessional - dave's mix - 09 - Track09