bleh. it's sunday
i don't feel like typing but i feel obliged to update. meryl and jackie slept over last night...good times. we watched 13 for about the one millionth time in my life but it was good anyways. i just finished writing an essay type thing on Che Guevara. woot. eww it's only 6 53 and it's dark outside and i'm mad tired. bleh. i feel sick, like in my stomach. maybe it's because i don't have a boyfriend. ya, that could be it. i.need.a.boy. anyways, im feeling insanly dull at the moment. it'll be hard to top this entry, due to the riveting events of my weekend. i think i'll go read ishmael considering i only have 10 pages left but haven't read it since august because of my intense amounts of homework.
peace
peace