i overslept... 12 hours of sleep and hell, if it wasn't for my tv timer going off this morning, I could have slept another full day. maybe I'm depressed(???) or just overwhelmed or angry... whatever it is. i don't want to talk about it. I want the weekend to come. Andrew, Mike and I are going to the movies. For once, I feel like they are the kind of guys I can actually keep as just friends. When all 3 of us are together, we are CRAZY, and we can't shut up. Around them, I can be myself completely. I met Andrew's mom yesterday. I was afraid to, b/c Andrew lied to me and told me his parents were racists. 17 days until my life comes. 5 months till my life stays shower me.