This weekend I went "home" by which I mean I saw/stayed with my parents and realized how much I loved college.
The only reason I want to go home is to see Lilly, my friends and downtown Seattle.
Other than that, I'm perfectly fine where I am.
In other, fairly unrelated news:
I dont think I have ever liked anyone this much.
Its actually a problem.
I constantly think about him!
I mean, he is pretty fucking cute:
(hes the goofy one on the far right)
ps: keep it on the D.L.