So i guess you want to get inside my head...well, okay...here it goes. Today was an okay day i guess. I got a bitchin' new shirt at H and M to replace the old one that doesn't fit me anymore (stupid fat arms) and Dave 3 and I engaged in pleasant conversation over friendlys. I told him my great idea for my final paper for frosh seminar about Britney Spears was ruined because it has to deal with "death." Now i hate death even more.
I talked to Jeff for a while. I love our conversations of bad sexual banter, complete with "yays" and "hehehehes." They actually help me fill in the depressing hole in my life ever since I broke it off with Alex. I feel like that skinny girl from Real World who needs a boyfriend all the time but I don't think I'm that pathetic, but maybe I am. Oh no, i just had a horrible thought: what if my real journal finds out about this and gets jealous? What will it think? If i don't tell it, then it'll be okay. Anyway, hopefully Jeff will come back from saxophone practice and help me "get through the night." It used to be Isaac who i did this with but he has the MCATs soon and I miss him a lot. I miss my west point men. They are all so "busy" i hardly get to talk to them anymore. Maybe that's more healthy for me, getting rid of the military...becoming a civilian again and to stop thinking about becoming the dean of West Point's wife, running around looking like Jackie O, distributing fruit cakes to colonels that i had just baked in my cute little West Point house with the flower boxes that say "go army, beat navy." I pretend to hate that idea of life, but i can't stop thinking that running around west point looking like Jackie O would just be so much fun.
Hmmm...I think I'm going to have a cadbury cream egg.

well today, thanks to Dave 3 (he's the best), i am now sharing my thoughts with the world. How scary is that? I don't think anyone wants to get inside my head (including me) because it's just too scary in there i tell you what. The only thing i am going to say is that my grammar and spelling are at a 5th grade level so, don't yell at me when a stupid comma is out of place or I misspell words like "Sain" okay?