I really don't update this thing at all. Well I guess it's good it's here, because I need to vent somewhere other than Facebook, which is all just a front anyway.

"Good morning, world! Today is Tuesday, but yesterday was Monday, the best day of the week! Want to know why it was the best day of the week?

Well I don’t care what you think. I’m going to tell you anyway.

Monday was just plain awesome. I woke up and immediately started going to work with laundry, four classes, writing and printing papers in between. That is what I call a wonderful day. Oh, and don’t let me forget that unexpected two hours I went to work and the two papers I had to write after work! Oh, those were good times.

Nothing was quite as awesome as seeing my friends though. My one friend said some things about me this weekend, causing all sorts of drama. There’s nothing like some good drama and play-acting to get me in a good mood. Oh, and then yesterday was another one of my friend’s birthdays! I was lucky enough to sign a group card for her… go me! My friends took her out to dinner for her birthday. After seeing the pictures on facebook today, I know they all had a great time! I couldn’t have gone even if I was invited because I had a night class and then was called into work unexpectedly. I’m very glad that they had fun eating out and spending time together.

All of that is just the icing on the cake though. I’ve got tons of exciting work ahead of me. I certainly won’t be bored! Of course, invading thoughts about people who don’t go to school with me are always a welcome distraction. It’s great that I think about people I care about and miss seeing as I can’t actually see them.

One not so fun thing about last night was that my professor lent me a book full of fractured fables for a project I have to work on. Since I have fractured fables on the brain, I figured I close this up like a fairy tale.

Moral: Sometimes you are the reason that antisocial people are antisocial."

Rant over. Sorta. I was just pondering how poetic it is that I feel the most alone when I'm surrounded by people. Oh well. Life goes on, and my Morning Routine paper won't write itself. It was due last week...