Days Until Christmas: 3
Days Until The New Year: 10
Days Until YIG: 16
Days Until Girls Night: 24
Days Until The 6th Harry Potter Is Out: 223
I am sitting here right now with about 15 minutes before I have to leave for my LAST final. If I wasn't so tired, I'd be doing the Last Final Dance (very similar to the We're Off The Waiting List Dance that I do at Perkins).
While sitting here I am watching Today on NBC and they announced that the newest Harry Potter will be coming out this summer. My head whipped around and then I heard "JK Rowling says that one of the characters will not survive." Um, excuse me? Ms. Rowling, I know you feel like you have to start making the last books a little darker, and that's all well and good, but please don't kill another of my favorite characters. I'll cry. I already cried because of your last book. Don't make me cry again!
Shannon came over last night and I have to say it went better than even I thought it could. When she first showed up I was thinking, "Dear me, I'm not sure I can take another cry fest after all that's gone on with Dustin." I have to say that part of me was nervous because the last time we tried this I felt so uncomfortable, I didn't want to feel that again. But that's not what happened. We chatted, ate pizza, flipped through magazines, and tried to play a prank on Dustin ("Are you Russian?"). We giggled and it was cute and fun and, to me at least, broke the ice a little. So I suppose now is a good time to say maybe, no really, I was wrong and this is worth working on.
Oh please stop yawning. I am SO TIRED.
My apartment is so sad. The only place I feel like is in my own bedroom and that just makes me sad. I'm chomping at the bit for Emalyn to move in because I definitely want to make this place feel more like a home. I also realized that I am definitely not someone that can live alone. I have felt so lonely! This whole Dustin thing came at a bad time. I mean, besides just missing him because I do, I wish I could ask to stay with him so that I didn't have to stay in my lonely apartment. And I miss him. God do I miss him.
One more minute till I need to leave. More soon.
