I love the delicious smell of the honeydew melon candle. Its so refreshing and it makes me feel complete. Anyway, today I have to pack my shit because tomorrow I go back to my second home. After the game of course...which will be over pretty late. I hope the Eagles win so Tarah can come home. Frank Sinatra is playing on my cd player. Elvis is to Tarah as Frank is to me. How's that for an analogy?

I feel happy. Is that a bad thing? Scary thought: when did I start wondering if happiness was a bad thing?

The Flyers won! Well, they are about to win as of this moment. I love Keith Primeau. I have a new respect for that man, and now I see how much he really means to our team. How bout that Patrick Sharp too? What a guy! :) Bobby Esche!!!!!

The Flyers will win tonight. The Flyers will win tonight. The Flyers will win tonight. I'm hoping my good karma that I am sending in their direction will do some good in their losing streak. However, it's sure to be a good game as they are playing my second favorite team (as Tarah groans) the Toronto Maple Leafs. A fun time will be had by all. (But not Roenick because the stupid refs made a stupid call even though he was bleeding out the mouth and nose, and he was forced to throw a water bottle at them. If it was me...I would've thrown more than a water bottle. But hey, who's bitter?) God, I hope Esche starts. That's all we can hope for.

I want to go back to school and see my eighth floor peeps. I miss them terribly, and I loved how I could just walk down the hall and bump into someone and immediately have something to do. I'm so bored here. I talked to Matt online about how much we missed everybody today. That's why I bring this up.

I'm definitely loving my hair. I'm still messing around with it to see what I can do. However, I do not like the effects of wearing a hat on it, as I found out today when I shoveled snow.

Last night was the first night in awhile I went to sleep right away and slept through the night. I keep telling myself this is a long process and it takes baby steps. For some reason, I keep having this recurring figure in my dreams every night. I recognize him as someone from grade school that I had a thing with, but its freaky, how after all this time, he's returning to my dreams.

"But it's only when I sleep/See you in my dreams/Got me spinning round and round/Turning upside down/But I only hear you breathe/Somewhere in my sleep/Got me spinning round and round/Turning upside down/But it's only when I sleep..." -The Corrs

Fly Eagles fly
On the road to victory
Fly Eagles fly
Score a touchdown: 1, 2, 3!
Hit 'em low
Hit 'em high
Just watch those Eagles fly
Fly Eagles fly
On the road to victory!
E-A-G-L-E-S Eagles!

Ok, so I've given in to the excitement. I couldn't fight it, and with the Flyers sucking so bad the past couple games I needed something to keep me happy. I've realized that when I start online conversations now, I no longer say hello or hey or hi. I just start right in to the conversation with a sentence to shock people. Its a new strategy that snuck up on me one day. I didn't even realize I was doing it until my friend pointed it out to me.

It's supposed to snow. Yay...snow.

"Now in a world where innocence is quickly claimed/It's so hard to stand your ground when you're so afraid/No one reaches out a hand for you to hold/When you're lost outside look inside to your soul/When there's no one else/Look inside yourself/Like your oldest friend/Just trust the voice within/Then you'll find the strength/That will guide your way/If you will learn to begin/To trust the voice within Yeah.../Life is a journey/It can take you anywhere you choose to go/As long as you're learning/You'll find all you'll ever need to know/You'll make it/You'll make it/Just don't go forsaking yourself/No one can stop you/You know that I'm talking to you" -Christina Aguilera

Oh yeah. I got my hair cut short and layered. I look ten years older, and for the first time ever in my life I feel really hot. I think it's ironic how that song was playing when I got my haircut by my brilliant hairstylist, Ashley. I'm going to throw a party for my hair in my dormroom. Hopefully, my roommates won't care. Watch out, Temple, here I come.

Wow. They actually won. Who the hell would've thunk it that Brett Favre would screw up? Two points for using the word "thunk" in a sentence. I'm sure that I was not the only one in Philadelphia having a heart attack over that game. However, I won't be remotely excited until they win next week's game. I'm not setting myself up for disappointment.

I want a David Akers jersey. I informed the boys on Gerard's forum that my birthday is in 7 months. That should give you all plenty of time to save up. :)

At the moment, I am scanning pictures from college for my website. I will post the link when I finish, which won't be until I get back to school and I am able to use fast internet service. At home, I'm not so lucky.

I miss my friends.

"I am haunted by the memory of you. He walked the woods haunting their trees with his presence, and in my eyes all I could see was his own staring back at me. Haunting. Lonely. I tried to feel his pain but all I felt was emptiness."

How's that bullshit that I managed to churn out in sixty seconds? Yeah. Everyday I go to this website where they give you a word and you have to write whatever comes to mind connected to that word in sixty seconds. Today's word: haunt. Go to the website and try your hand. Its a lot of fun.

Today was blah. I did laundry and made dinner. I'm watching the Eagles lose at the moment. Jeez. Maybe some year one Philadelphia team will make it to the finals. Just maybe.