word vomit.

It's odd... I'm constantly writing blog entries in my head to be typed up and posted at a later date but it just never gets done. I wish I could update telepathically since all my best ideas come while I'm walking to school or in class or at some equally inappropriate time. It's unfortunate because writing things down really helps me to sort things out in my own head. That's really why I have this big 'ole waste of cyber space, to work thing out (although it's often used for other purposes).

Anyways, lets just say I've had a lot of things to work out recently. A trip home to Aylmer generally does that to me. Good old AY... where would I be without your endless drama?

10 years ago you never could have convinced me that I'd EVER have the problem of too much male attention. Well I can now safely say that not only is it possible, but that I am, and always have been, completely inept at handling these situations. At Viki and Lily's party I stressed myself out to no end and wanted nothing more than five minutes alone to get a handle on the various situations around me. Instead, I acted like a spaz and know it, just like I'm pretty sure everyone else noticed. I wish I could have a re-do of the night so that I could approach the evening with much more levelheadedness. Don't get me wrong, I did have fun, but my attention was just concentrated on all the wrong things.

I had so many other things to deal with but I can't think of them right now...

Quick notes:
-Skiing was awesome. Nothing gets me quite as pumped as downhill skiing. The adrenaline is amazing.

-I think I'm going to quit smoking. Obviously I never smoked cigarettes but I mean anything else (weed, hukkah, cigars...). My lungs constantly feel full of crap and for the past few months whenever I cough I sound like I'm on the verge of a cold. If smokers can quit, so can I. I figure that by posting it here I'll be less likely to go back on it. Basically, no moral reasons (obviously...) and all wanting-my-lungs-to-feel-less-like-death reasons.

Ok so that last note wasn't very quick but... well... it's there anyways.

I was supposed to go to bed about an hour ago.

oops.