Ohhh to be home for a day.

I got back home Jan 9th, 2009. It was the worst day of my life, possibly. I almost missed my flight from San Francisco to Denver. Long story. I don't want to talk about it.

Classes started the 12th. I'm content right now. I'm just so lazy I don't want to study. :( That'll have to change. A kid named Shane sits next to me in Psych. Um, he looks like my type of friend. Good music taste, and kind of quiet. I wonder if I should talk to him.

I've gained weight. Hating myself for that. The closest gym around here is in Pinellas Park. What the fuck. Hate you mom for moving to Clearwater from St.Pete 3years ago. But I don't really hate you, but I'm thinking about moving back. Maybe next year with Brittany, and we'll get a apt. or something. I dunno yet. I told my mother, but she freaked out. I'm going to be 19 in August. Come on, it's time to move out.

I saw The Sleeping for the first time in 3 years Wednesday. I have waited so long to see them. Last time they came, I missed it. The show was so fucking dead. Funeral For a Friend, I'll give it to them, they really tried. The crowd sucked so bad. But I fell in love.

More like fell in infatuation. Shit. I like TJ so much. Um, hi 8 years my senior. Fuck. Can we stop doing eye contact 24/7. Even when your girlfriend is standing there? Ugh, I dunno. I just feel strong feelings towards a total stranger.

Back to work, back to school, back to having a normal life. It's like 45 degrees today. Great, I come home to 45 degrees and I escaped 40 degree weather. Joy!