i hate being a late night eater. i need to stop late night eating. i need to stop eating full stop. (that was a bridget jones thing to say).

baked cheetos < regular cheetos

all baked chips < all regular chips

I'm going to bed before 2 AM! HUZZAH!!!!!!!! whenever i say huzzah i think of a. mst3k the pod people and b. colonial williamsburg.

the whole getting a house thing didn't end up working out. mainly because people still dont really understand the importance of replying to e-mails and partly because everyone and their mom is going abroad next year. like most things i do in my life, going abroad is something i will do after everyone else has already done it, and right at the last minute.

RAND HALL HERE WE COME.

Also an english major is so easy. But i got a b+ on our presentation today and im less than thrilled. I NEED A FUCKING 3.0!!!! and i mean a b+ will get me there but is an A just too much to ask for? Christ, ill take an A-.

Basketball might be the worst sport i have ever attempted (unsuccessfully) to play and i dont plan on every playing/watching it again after this semester. If i don't get rock climbing or fly fishing for my next gym class i'ma throw down.

Even though i pee right before i go to bed, i always wake up having to pee worse than i ever have in my life. this is a recent development. i think it might have something to do with the cancer i have self-diagnosed myself with. i might be a hypochondriac but im pretty sure this is ALL REAL.