I suck my thumb.
Super Bowl XLI was so boring. I could not focus on the game. However, I am glad that the Colts won. My reasons being two fold, 1) I hate Obama and 2) I think people are too hard on Peyton Manning.
Did you know that no one gives a fuck that the two coaches were black? The one was right on when he said he'd be glad when the day comes that no one even thought of that anymore. Doesn't anyone think that pointing out their accomplishments is patronizing? As if black people are so lowly that its amazing when they attain something worthwhile, it's newsworthy. Those people should be highly offended.
Oh, yeah, when the fuck is Wasian history month?
I'm going to go visit NYIT on the twenty-seventh and I know I'm going to like it. It's my first choice of school. I've already decided that it's where I'm going to go, even though I haven't heard back from every school. I just know.
I think lime green might be my true favorite color. I remember when I picked orange. I picked it to be different, and partially because I was indifferent.
Emily Latimer Owen and Mathew Gregory Sipe are going out. I'm so sincerely happy for them. I'm not often happy for other people. Especially when it involves an ex-boyfriend (and a best friend).
His favorite color is blue. I don't know what Emily's is.
And I have to get over this Joey Patchan crush. It's crampin' mah style.
Last thing, I've picked out my secret to send to post-secret. I'm excited, it's really good. Or I think so.
"I liked the irony, even if I was the only one to get it."