So I had a really depressing conversation with Jason last night (er, early this morning). We were discussing how badly we want to just go back to high school and be with our high school everythings and not be in Syracuse, and how wonderful life would be. That's not really the most depressing part though. I was thinking about my friends here. Like real, "I'll call you and we'll hang out friends" and the number came to....four.

There's Becca (aka the roomie), Hong-Diem (aka Carnagie), Mike (aka Kuzmo), and Jason (aka Stratton) lol. But next year, Hong-Diem's transferring and I'm going to miss her. And Mike's going to London for the year, and I'm going to miss him. (I need my buffer zone!) and Becca has her own friends (yes, I know I'm invited to come to things with them and hang out with them, and they're very cool people and I like them alot.) but the point is that that leaves me with....yeah. One friend! (I was like "life sucks! ooops, no offense") Ok, so Alana's coming back next year. Still. two. That's not fun. I guess I'm not used to it or something because I was spoiled in high school by having 20 of the best friends a girl could have. (a guy couldn't have them because I hate men)


Did I even know how good I had it a year ago today? Life certainly went downhill for the past year.

it was 10 months yesterday since the funeral. I....don't even know what to say.

I'm excited for this weekend though. Tomorrow I have classes (my first test of the semester :( ) and then a job interview. Then Mark's coming up and we're going out to a late lunch with all 4 of my friends. then we might stop by and see Marie! And then I'm going home to hang out with my uncle, aunt, and cousins. Then maybe does someone want to hang out later that night? If not, its cool, sleep is good. Then Saturday I'm getting my hair cut, then I'm going to see the Lion King, then I'm going out to eat with Andy B or something and then I'm hanging out with Mark and Kim? Who else wants in?!?! Then Sunday morning I'm going over to Sarah's to see her puppy and we're going to Timmy Hos (suck it up, Dunkin Donuts) and Lyndsey--do you want to go out for ice cream?! And then I guess I have to come back here for school and church and stuff. bah. It promises to be a really fun weekend. I'm planning on getting Buffalo pizza too...sigh.

I love Buffalo.

My tummy hurts. And I have a test to study for. And I feel like I'm going to cry I miss last year so much. And do you know why?
I'll tell you why.
Men, its always the fault of men.
I hate men.*

*sadly, the author niether hates men nor likes women, although she spends every day wishing she did.