So, the Milky Way is devouring Sagitarius. The earth is ending. Life as we know it is over. I can no longer read my horoscopes? I can not function normally in society. Lord, please take my life. It is useless from here on out.
I mean... what? Yeah, Sagitarius is being "cannibalized" by the Milky Way, or so I read in Yahoo news. Can't we all just get along? Actually, I found the article somewhat humorous. I bet there are a few religious sects and cults that are thinking the world is ending. I know I am. Not.

Yesterday was memorable. At lunch, I started gagging and had to leave the table. I felt like my mother. Her gag reflex is incredible: she gags if someone makes a gagging sound. Crazy. I learned to never think about the movie Cry Baby while eating. If you haven't seen the movie, you should. It's kinda dumb, but old Johnny Depp, and we all know how I feel about him. Love me tender. ANYHOO, he is this tough guy, but he cries one tear everyday, and he started catching his tears in a jar. He has a teardrop tattooed under his right eye, by the way. So, he gives this jar to his girlfriend and she ends up drinking the jar of tears. Oh gosh, I just gagged again. Oh mother... yeah, she drinks his tears. The thought of that is enough to make me puke. Obviously. So, Brittany, Ben, and I were at lunch and we started talking about that movie and yeah, you guessed it. I had to leave. Ugh, I hate the taste of tears. Salty saline.... no thanks. :x. That's the gross face.

Lat night was hilarious, too. Jenn, Brittany, and I were all in bed and Noz was finishing up some stuff in the living room. I don't remember why, but I crawled in her bed and covered up with her blankets. We turned the lights out and waited for her to come in. It was hot, so none of us were wearing pants (or shorts, in my case). Noz walked in, flipped on the lights, and discovered me in her bed. So, I hopped up and started jumping up and down on her bed, screaming in an ungodly high-pitched voice, "I don't have any pants on!!" I thought Noz was going to pee her pants. Brittany and Jenn about fell out of their beds they were laughing so hard. And the we did it again. The third time, however, all 3 piled into her bed while she was out of the room. 3 girls spooning to fit on a twin bed, 2 of whom were just in their undies. I had my shorts back on by this time. Noz completely ignored us as we giggled in her bed. She finally turned out the light and walked over to her bed. Of course, she knew we were there, so she grabbed her camera off of her desk and yanked off the blanket. Brittany, who was on the outside, sat up and tried to grab the balnket back, while Noz snapped a few pictures. It was completely dark in there, so I doubt they'll turn out. I lost it, as pant-less Brittany sat spread-eagle in shock as Nozomi took some quick shots. It was so funny. Lots of roommate bonding. Also some nice blackmail. Woo hoo!

I guess that's about it. Nothing overly exciting has happened so far today.

Another weekend has come and gone. Sigh...

Good things about Friday:
Easy classes.
Good chapel. I wanted to shout.
Nap after class. Imaging that.
Time with the fam.
Backrub from the maternal parental unit.
Playing football with Dad and Jeremy.
Encounter. Hello!
My own bed.
Snickles falling asleep on my lap. I miss that.

Saturday's highlights:
Waking up in my own bed.
Not waking up to an alarm clock.
Driving to Indy to see my awesome grandma.
Watching the ND game.
Discovering the hotness of Brady Quinn, freshman QB for ND.
Singing and dancing in my car with my brother.
All my laundry was done for me!
Hannah. It WAS Saturday...
Having the room to myself for a few glorious hours in the evening.
Watching the guys in Scripture pelvic thrust after curfew.
Leaving anonymous messages on Brent's machine.
Scaring the girls on my hall with Legolas in the study lounge.
Sex talk with Brittany and Noz.
Getting to bed at 4 am.

Sunday's Funnies:
Waking up and realizing I still have 20 minutes before my alarm goes off.
Waking up and realizing I have overslept more than 2 hours. Ok, this wasn't so good.
Truly heinous guy at dinner.
Dalvid Welch strikes again. No more backrubs!!
Doing absolutely nothing of value all day.
Getting vacuumed by Brittany. Thanks.
Vacuuming Noz. Muahahaha.
Unplanned dance party.
Playing volleyball with Noz in the hallway, then outside.
Taking 2 naps between 7 and 10 pm.

I guess that about sums it up. I could tell the whole story about David approaching me at dinner, but I won't. I feel bad because I totally shot him down.
If you want the story, just ask. It's kinda funny to tell.