Smells Like Sex and Candy

It watches everything...

Haha, I actually do smell like "sex". It is Mary's most alluring and wonderful bath and bodyworks lotion, which I moisturised with only about half an hour ago. The smell is still going strong. And candy. Well. It's semi-permanent with employment at malley's. Whatever.

I plan to soon leave for a nice run to Clague park, where I have every intention of going on the swings. I like swings. Still. Yes.

Today was pretty nice. I managed to stay awake through most of it, though there was definate drifting in both precalc and psych. However, pre-calc I perked up in, and now understand how to set up the problems that we're doing! I love actually understanding that class, which rarely happens. It makes me feel like I may have a future.

Do you ever want to throttle someone? Like just grab them and shake them and tell them what they should already know? Well, okay, I totally grabbed Kristen today and shook her, but she already knew the truth. I jsut had to make sure it was as well-iterated as possible. EmpAsis you know? But nay, there are other times when the other person (or people) don't know. That's just irritating. How blatant do you have to be?

Um, okay. My comments aren't working on this computer, and this is angering me. They won't show up, so no one can leave me tidbits of wisdom. That makes me kind of sad.

Then again, no one really reads this, so I don't suppose it's that much of a loss. I guess if anyone really really has something to tell me, myspace would accomadate itself.

Besides the Lost season finale, there's not too much going on. I'm pretty stoked about that, though. And I have to talk my mother into letting me go to Dayton Friday to see Sean's v-ball game. That would be sweet, if we pull it off.

Um, okay. Good night.

Or.... afternoon?