my hopes are so high...

there's something to be said about having a blog. it's like a journal, except public. (i believe that newsweek defined the phenomena as the "look at me/don't look at me" complex. kinda states the obvious, does it not?) Anyway. As you can see I have sorta started like writing with capital letters. Just makes you feel more real. I mean, when we write by hand we write with capital letters. The internet just makes us lazy. Which is sort of unfortunate. But so it goes.
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Anyway, so thinking about myspace and how I really don't like it, but I'll most likely end up making one before I graduate in order to not have to bother with the stress of emailing people/iming people that I don't habitually talk to. The once-every-s0-weeks comment will easily remedy anyone who feels unloved. Ish. Or something. God I love this blog.
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So today: went shopping with Sarah and Kelyn and AJ. And I really don't like bringing my boyfriends shopping, I've decided. It just makes me feel guilty, so I never intend to do it again. Got AJ this sweatshirt that he denied he wanted and I'm wearing it right now and it's SO comfy and warm and I'm totally enjoying it. But I should get dressed 'cuz Mom and I are heading over to DHS to go see the Nutcracker! (Yay holidays!) Anyway, but it was really fun to do stuff today. I wanna do something really fun tomorrow. I don't particularly like shopping.
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Yesterday: I keep getting down whenever I talk to Callum. I don't want to lose touch because that'd be silly. I enjoy talking to him so much, and just 'cuz we're far away...I dunno. It makes me sorta sad. Whatever. Watched Dane Cook and he's one silly bitch. He's quite funny and I love his facial expressions. And the way he moves! He's totally a dancer, it's quite obvious. He's got quite a bit of back flexibility too.
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I'm kinda sleepy. Nap? Yeah. Quick nap. Then show. Yuck, I really don't like shopping.
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I GET TO SEE BAIRD OVER BREAK! AND: I find out about Hampshire next week! (I HOPE.) God I'm so nervous, I really hope I get in, my hopes are so high. (My hopes are so high that a rejection might kill me, so won't you not kill me, so I live happily...)