Tomorrow I'm going home for a day and then Saturday night I'm having dinner with West Point Jason...

Today in therapy my therapist asked me what my mother was like and i started to cry...all she asked was "what's your mom like?"
It was weird...

Kevin and Jen are setting me up (they want to at least) with a guy from CT named Konstantin...he's from Russia...and likes Punk music or something i dont know...but its been so long if my computer asked me out i would say yes (but my computer is an asshole...so i dont really know)

I don't really have anything to say other than i should be doing work but i dont want to...but I'm going home tomorrow! YAY