okay. my body is slowly falling apart. I have patella tendinitis. woooohoooooo. not. plus, I fucked up my shoulder/back muscle-thing at practice this morning. Don't know what's happening with that. Great. Um. James comes back tomorrow. I have a feeling that he's going to think we're getting back together. grrrrrrrrr. So, Bryson told me that he likes me. We both aren't ready for an actual relationship just yet, so we're kinda just...chillin at the moment. But it's a tad confusing cause I'm not sure how I'm supposed to act. But I'm going up to a ranch with him, Mason, and Elli for the weekend.... hm. Events with ensue, I'm sure. Levin really liked my Notre Dame essay, and wants me to give it to him so he can use it as an example. That made me smile. I'm getting my tatoo on Thursday, it's a sure thing. I can't wait. Life is busy, but going well. I'm happy. London/Paris in 14 days. It's unreal.