:: Oh, Look, A Tumbleweed ::

:: Monday, January 24, 2005 ::

It's funny how I woke up, looked at my alarm clock, said, "Oh, I can go back to bed, it's a weekend," then realized, no, it is in fact a school day. And then I proceeded to collapse knowing I could not have this joy of sleeping in until next Sunday.

I spent the entire weekend with Page, Robin and Heidi, and on that front, it was quite awesome. But on the front of WHY I spent the weekend with Page, Robin, and Heidi, it sucked majorly. Doing the MWDS in a group of four was a good idea, granted, my eyes began to bleed. And dammit if we didn't come up with a good MWDS. Except for the fact that all four of us now despise Frankenstein immensley. But, ah, the memories: Heidi and her thesaurus, the 3 AM run to Waffle House, how much FOOD we ate, Robin knocking a candle into me, Page turning a garbage disposal on while I had a fork down said garbage disposal, and Heidi sitting on my head. All three of them tried to kill me this weekend, no joke.

Sometimes I think that maybe...I have no idea. I was thinking about what to say here, but I could never say it.

Whiteside has a great quote in his room:

They always say time changes things, but you actually have to change them yourself
-Andy Warhol

It makes me think. It makes me want to do something.

I wish I could more directly tell you that I've got to have some sort of help, but I get nervous asking anyone for help for anything. But I need some help. At this rate, I feel like high school is going to kill me.

:: Nick Monday, January 24, 2005 [+] ::