Well its 9:30 on a Saturday night, and do you know where your children are? Ha...I don't have any children to know where they are...so its all good. In the meantime, I am kicking it. Waiting for a certain someone to call me, is such hard work.

Thoughts of you ran through my brain at 3 o'clock this morning. Why do you choose such odd hours of the day to return to my memory? I spent an hour remembering everything we said and did together, this time, without tears. I never realized that when we last said good-bye it would be the last time I would ever see you.

Strangely enough, its weird for me not to have someone to cry over. With him, I'm not worrying he's sleeping with somebody else, or worrying that I might never see him again, or worrying if he's out there on the road somewhere and he's hurt, or sick, or tired. I don't cry myself to sleep every night, and I'm wondering if this lack of emotion makes me less able to fall in love with him. Because I haven't fallen in love yet. With you, it came so easily--I poured all of my emotion into everything. I'm more reserved this time around, and I wonder if in the end, it will ruin things.


I have just one request. Next time you choose to invade my thoughts, please don't make it in the middle of the night.

Well, I made it to two of my classes today. The rest...no dice. Now, the whole suite of 817 is sick with Bethany throwing up, Jessica with bronchitis, and Kail with Lyme disease. I, myself, am starting to feel nauseous as well after the past few days of a sinus infection. This has been named the death room and its been put under voluntary quarantine.

Its supposed to snow 6 inches tonight. Mother nature, this is disgusting. Please get your act together and quickly. Thank you for your attention to this matter.

Its St. Paddy's Day, the one holiday of the year that I truly enjoy, and I'm still sick. So this year I can't truly enjoy it as I have in other years. This blows. I took Nyquil last night and I think it reacted badly to my allergy medicine, and I woke up this morning really shaky. Hopefully I can rest all day, and hopefully get better for tomorrow's four classes.

Ugh...just...ugh.

Snow in January is beautiful. Snow in March is a sick and twisted joke. I am still sick...I got no sleep last night, so I am skipping my IH class in order to sleep. Tomorrow is Wednesday which means I do nothing all day! :)

I love my Women's Studies class. There is a group of six of us in that class, and it is like the Ya-ya Sisterhood or something. We are all from different religious backgrounds, family backgrounds, but we all really click together. It was great because today when we were going down the steps in Anderson we started singing, "Oh What A Night" at the top of our lungs. People looked at us like we were nuts, but I know they were jealous. :P

Did I mention snow blows?

I am so sick its not even funny. My head feels like its going to explode, and my throat and ears hurt. Ugh! This blows. I also still have a lot to do for the frat...luckily I finished most of it. Maybe I can relax tonight...yeah right.

I'm wondering how you are and what is new in your life, but I am afraid to call.

Last night, a man I used to baby-sit for died. He has three young kids, and I would like to ask you guys to please pray for his family. Its a really hard time for them now.

At the moment, I am enjoying my nice cup of joe. I love Sundays during Lent, because you can have what you gave up for Lent. I gave up coffee, so once a week I get to rekindle my crazy addiction.

When you kiss me, I melt like putty in your arms. I try to stay strong, and I'm trying to take things slow and not rush into things too fast. I still have some major trust issues to work out. But somehow, when I'm with you, all of those issues disappear and I find myself trusting you more and more.

Today is National Pi Day. So to my dearest Pi, today is your day, and you will be spending it on a bus. I hope you get to Pitt (hahaha which is pi squared) quick because the faster you get there, the faster you can finish, and the faster you can come home to me...even if it is for just a week. I miss you already!