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I gave in. I folded under peer pressure, curiosity, and boredom.
I'm on facebook.
I managed to hold out until February 11, that has to count for something. Aaand I feel even creepier because the light is burnt out in my room so I'm sitting here in the dark looking at facebook.
Other than the facebook revolution, it's been a pretty good weekend. I slept in until 12:30 today, which is something that hasn't happened since the lazy days of Christmas break. It was a pretty good week overall. I didn't come down with any colds, or get any infections or anything. And Jenkins turned 21, so how can that be bad?!
I don't want to abandon my journal in the throws of excitement over facebook. I'm in the honeymoon stage, so hopefully in a few days I'll be back to normal and will be able to go 15 minutes without checking it.
I really don't have anything else. Everything is going well. M9 is going well. Classes are going as well as classes can go. We're down to double digits in the Molly countdown. Wicked is next weekend, which means I get to go shopping for new things this week. Ty was 2 hours tonight, but I haven't watched it yet because we went to the HRC Valentine's Day dinner, where I got serenaded by the one and only Kyle Simpson (who's fault it is that I'm on facebook). I cleaned our house today, and I swear, if it's messy again in two hours I'm going to slap somebody. Yep... that's about it. I have a scholarship essay to write.