My Fat Tuesday wasn't anything chaotic like some people. I find it kind of pointless to celebrate unless you're in New Orleans. I just drank a cup of coffee. If I'm good, that will be my last cup for 40 days and 40 nights. It was hard to pick what to sacrifice this year. I was really struggling to think of something I 'can't live without.' After much deep thought, it was a toss-up between my coffee and my dear blanket. How pathetic is that for a sacrifice? ---- I really liked Wednesday. But I don't really like how Wednesday is spelled. It bothers me, probably because it reminds me of getting yelled at by Ms. Foote in first grade for spelling it wrong. I tried to argue with her that it was Wensday because when sounded out- it worked perfectly. Its funny how a simple word can connect with an elaborate story from my childhood. Heh. Right anyway, I liked it because it was full of my favorite type of conversation-- which is when you and a few get stuck on a simple topic and end up discussing it for many minutes. Wensday's long talk topics include: -Dreams. I realized I'm not the only one with incredibly crazy dreams that make no sense. Actually, mine don't even come close to some peoples. Julie has reoccuring dreams about Mr. Yuck. -Socks. Gabriel Brothers is the place to go for the most ultimately random ones. Liz has cool ones from there. -Fruits and Vegetables. It's a common misunderstanding that no one likes brocolli. A lot of people in my homeroom love it. -Ben Harper. We decided he's sexy. And if i could, i'd lose my virginity to him. On the beach. -Dolphins. After overhearing me ask whether they are 'Meat or Fish?', the cute boy I adore who works the concession stand at the guys lacrosse game explained it to me. He said some we eat and that is seafood, but the ones (the grey ones) we don't eat. Those ones are mammals; therefore, meat. -Tattoos and Piercings. This was an indepth conversation with Boyle and Krystin exploring (a) who has them (b) are they good or bad to have (c) if we got one, what would it be and why. We got so distracted by our converstaion that we didn't realize we were going the wrong way on the highway. We got lost and ended up in a spooky town called Kirby. Hours later and after an eventful blur of crazy moments, we found home. But i missed the feeling of being lost. I'm not sure why I like that feeling so much. --- I've been in a stressfree, awesome-o, nonreclusive mood. I'm just mellow, I just dont care. I've got no hopes and it's allowing me to preserve myself from let-downs but still be social. It's great. This attitudes been doing wonders. Today has been beautiful so far. Actually, everything and everyone has just been beautiful lately. You're beautiful, yes you. Ahh, I'm really happy.