Good day...

Had my first class at noon today... which is the start time for mine all 3 days I have class. It seems a lot more... light? Not light subject material at all, but some of the people know each other and were actually joking with each other. Unlike last quarter, so this should be really good. Being in class with Lillian should be good too, though I know she will outshine me both socially and workwise.

I'm going to start reading the book for next week tomorrow so I can hopefully have the essays done beforehand but... fuck. There is a lot of work involved, and I haven't even GOTTEN to my other program yet. Its somewhere in the Arts Annex, and the only time I have been there was at like 2am with Alex and Ariel visiting Tyler. Sooooo... basically I'm screwed. I have 30 min between classes to find my way there, and I don't even know what my textbook is or if I have one.

On the piercings front, I got the left one taken out today... and its weird. IT LOOKS SO SMALL!!! As of 5 days from now, I would have had them for 7 months. My right one is still in and looking ok.

Alex (I give master evil genius credit where its due) definitely nearly just killed Ariel. First, she stuck Bianca around a corner so that when Ari came back from the kitchen he would scare her. Then, Ari went to take a shower and Alex put him RIGHT outside the door to the shower-room, and... Ari screamed and fell over and dropped things as far as I could tell. It was PRETTY FUCKING SPECTACULAR. But now Ari has sworn a war on us, so I am worried for my unborn... oh. No, I lied. I'm not at all.

Which reminds me that I need to call the people and see about that egg selling business. I'm not going to be using them, and I could really use the money. AHHHHH shitz. Birth control. Need to remember to take it, and need to GET A NEW PRESCRIPTION. Luckily I'm not using it for it's intended purpose or damn would I be screwed... Maybe not the best euphemism.

Ariel and I decorated our coin jars today so now they are pretty! And if I can't see the cash, I can't spend the cash. It's my motto and I'm sticking to it.

A&A: Don't worry. I won't embarrass you intentionally, its the best I can do. Just kick me, or we can set up a term or something when I need to shut my mouth. Good plan?

Dear gods, let me survive WW3 here in this appt? Apparently there was a whole second part to Alex's fiasco that I wasn't even aware of... I was laughing too hard to get onto my bed.

LET THE PARTY BEGIN!