Stolen from my Shelley!
So my phone broke.
And so did my futon.
But it's okay...my dad's sending me a phone, and my lovely man-cakes of a boyfriend fixed my futon.
I had the weirdest dream last night...that I was pregnant and got called to go into the Marines...what the hell does that mean?
1 week til my 3-month anniversary with Trey! Damn...I can't believe we've been together this long...and haven't broken up yet! Lol...but really...I'm insanely glad I have him in my life...he keeps me sane.
I took some cute pictures yesterday of the cats and Trey...but I lost the cable that goes from my comp. to my camera. I'll probably buy one of those after class today and post my pics.
Eh...I gotta get dressed and go to class. I dropped down to 12 hours; thank GOD. 15 hours was killing me. Don't ever take 15 hours unless they're all blow-off classes.