God am I good

Probably not, but I did manage to post two days in a row. Though I have to admit, I probably don't have much to say today since there's a party tonight. Hopefully, I'll have some juicy stories or drunk encounters to repeat tomorrow.

I'm kind of tired, and not so sure I want to go to said party. But I'm hoping a certain person will be there--pathetic, I know, but it's a good enough reason for me. And if he does show up I shall drink and crash the night there. If he doesn't, I'll just say I don't feel well and leave early. Good plan, Jane. Of course will I stick to said plan?...who knows. I'd like to drink and crash though because they're having some good stuff and I don't exactly go to a party every weekend. So, moderation is nice. What do I wear? I could wear jeans. I like jeans. But are jeans party clothes? This I wouldn't know. Oh well, I suppose as long as I'm dressed, it's all good.

So I went to class today. I know that's kind of stating the obvious, but after my terrible Wednesday midterm, I felt like taking a day off. I didn't though, and I'm proud of myself. Instead, I went to class and to work and to choir rehearsal smelly and greasy. Ick...not exactly one of my best decisions. Note to self: Shower before party.

You know what I don't like about nail polish? I don't like how you put a base coat on, and then two of color, and then a clear, and by the time you're done you feel like you have six feet of dirt on top of your nails. I don't like that. I'm a minimalist. It's just sooo....soooo....gooey. That's the word. And not a good kind of chocolate chip cookie gooey, it's just tar. I have the weirdest metaphors sometimes.

Did I mention I have a zit....it's not really noticeable because it's on the underside of my chin...but it hurts. Note to self: Hide zit before party.