Three weeks of classes and I haven't missed one so far. I think it might be a new record. Well I guess technically it hasn't been three full weeks yet, but still. I'm proud of myself.
The White Sox have won six games in a row. If they fuck this up in their last 24 games I'm going to kill myself and the whole team. I have a giant crush on Paul Konerko. Katie Konerko. I like it.
I was doing the crossword puzzle in an old People Magazine today and one of the clues was "____ Dragon (1977 animated Disney film). PETE'S DRAGON. I used to love that movie when I was a kid. Does anyone else remember that movie? I want to watch it now.
I hate my hair right now and wish it was long again. I'm not going to cut it until May WHEN I GRADUATE COLLEGE. That's still a scary sentence to say outloud.
I got a postcard from my mom the other day and on it she wrote that they went to a "Shaker village yesterday and had a tour - did you know there were only 4 Shakers left in the US?" First of all, thanks for the trivia question and secondly, what the fuck are Shakers? Rejected Quakers? I don't get it.
I might, MIGHT be seeing B.B King this month. That is, if I can convince my dad he wants to see him too so that he buys the ticket for me. This is the second time he's coming to NIU while I'm here, plus he's fucking 80 years old. If I pass this up I might never get another chance. I missed my chance to see Bo Diddley a year ago and I'm still mad at myself for it. Or I could go see Ciara with Emily when she comes for Homecoming. It's still a toss-up.
My friend Nick walked into my apartment Saturday and said "It smells like girl in here." I guess that means the flower-unicorn-rainbow-Summer's Eve perfume I bought is working.
My dad turns 53 on the 19th.
Bill turns 25 on the 25th.
Keri leaves for Ireland the 19th.
I visit J.P on the 24th.
I go home for the weekend on the 17th.
I'm going on a diet TOMORROW, bitches.