you would think i would have learned by now, but self-control really has never been one of my strengths. i do not want to be that girl. i refuse to be that girl. so, i'm going to be good for awhile, until i think i can handle myself better. school is still weird, but slightly better. i miss qing and hope she gets better really soon. i talk to the mormon boys in my speech class now that she is gone. they are pretty entertaining. and kelly and i have abandoned our awkward lunch table for eating in the pub lab. at least this way we are not forced to sit around waiting for people to talk. i'm nervous about newspaper. i have no idea what the fuck i am doing on in-design. thank god i have jen. i'm tired and thirsty. i have to work soon. this shaping up to be a pretty shitty weekend. haha on monday i think schmad is going to show me the pictures from the show. that should be kinda funny. all though i'd kinda like to pretend none of this stuff happened. tuesday bayside comes out. also we have a vox meeting for the time in ages. i really to get on the ball with that and give chico a call.