On to different things. MY ROOMMATE is really scary. I found him passed out in his underwear by the coffee table last night. I looked at him and then went up stairs and locked my door. I do know that he drinks alot. I don't. I sleep alot. He doesn't.. He actually asked if I was okay for the fact i sleep so much. I just explained to him that it was the medicane that I am taking.
Enough stupid shit. I have felt very lonely lately. even though I am around people all the time. And its not that I am lonely in my heart because I know I don't need a relationship to survive.(Even though it would be nice.) I don't know.. Maybe I feel lonely in spirit. Oh well.
(There is a really cute guy helping out in the library, yum)(Brett tech support, yum)
Well tomorrow is a different day.. IS it going to be better??? Maybe I should try to talk to Brett... nay. I got to much to do this next week.. GO CHEVERON..