I am predictable.

As the title suggests, most of my actions are predictable. Seriously, when did I last REALLY surprise someone... (feel free to anwswer this).

As of sunday night, I am single again. I'm not sure how long this one lasted, neither of us were big on official dates.
It's weird, but for the better I think... But that's what they all say.

I need to get out. I'm cooped up in this house. I keep wanting to ask people to hangout with me but hold back for fear of seeming desperate. Lately I have a new found obsession with wanting people to take late night walks with me.
But I rarely ask...

I just watched High FIdelity. I love that movie. This is my second time seeing it. John Cusack is my hero.

I also just talked to viki. I'm looking forward to visiting her this weekend, but the planning is a bitch. Well, maybe it isn't so much but the little planning required is too much for my poor brain to handle. Either way, I think my classwork will get the shaft. I have to email my teacher... that's never fun. Nevermind. I won't email him. I'll just tell him I'm missing his class and ask whar I need to do to catch up... and not make a habbit of it...

It's funny how much stock I put into my mother's advice. I often bounce things off of her and somehow I usually end up doing what she says. I'm not sure if it's because her advice it genuinely sound or because of a lifetime of doing what mom says. I like to believe the former.

I think I'm getting allergies again... My head's been hurting the past few days. Back to the nosespray!! wooh!! not!!

sigh... I knew it wouldn't take long for the loneliness to sink in. Too bad, it just wont get to me, is all. I got better things to do than feel sorry for myself.

like sleep. My eyes hurt.