Just..yeah.

No. I didn't stop. How could I? A reseting of priorities may be in order, but stopping writing would be like...not breathing. Yeah.

Last night was interesting.

I'm not really sure what to make of it all, and I don't think that I even want to. It was just one of those completely awesome nights that cause some simple reflection and wonderment in the morning. Nothing too terrible, I suppose.

I was a good girl:)

I do, however, regret phoning Jeremy five million times. He wasn't mad at all, but if often happens on nights such as those. I call him. A lot.

Yeah.

Fall break starts tomorrow. I have no idea what to do with myself.