| I love Valentines Day. What I don't love is the freaking crapload of candy I now am expected to eat. Seriously. I am now the proud owner of 1 box of Russel Stover chocolates, 1 bag of Ghiradelli chocolate, 1 box of heart shaped peeps, 2 boxes of cookies, several suckers, countless Carebear chocolates, numerous Hershey's kisses, 5 Tootsie Rolls, 2 boxes of Sweethearts, 4 bags of M&M's, and the list goes on. And on. And on. As if I needed the extra 15 pounds that would add on. If you want anything sweet and yummy and basically not good for you, then I'm your woman. No freaking way am I going to be able to consume all of that any time in the near future. |
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| I love the way my mind works. |
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| I really don't like my Intro to Fine Arts class.
Let me rephrase that. I hate that class with a passion that burns deep within my soul.
In other news, I love you. That is all. |
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| I finally got the wireless set up on my laptop. Yay. One problem, though. I only get signal in our bedroom. So I have to use the internet on my bed. It doesn't work on my desk. Suckage. Oh well.
I love living on campus. It's awesome beans. My roommates are like the coolest people on earth. Heck yes.
Holla back. |
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| Kids are funny. At work the kids will always come to me and be all "Teacher, so-and-so did this" or whatever. It's usually totally random stuff. So I just look at them and say, "Are you being a tattletale". It's hilarious. They just look up and say, "yes". Then they run off and play. I don't know why, but I get a huge kick out of that. |
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