Shout out to the Queen!

So, I don't know who you are. Frankly, i've given up on trying to find out (I gave up a looong time ago, I just never said anything.) One thing I must give props to is that even though you (more than likely) don't know me or know (again, more than likely) absolutely nothing about any of my situations other than what you read here, you always seem to have something good and insightful to say. So props to you, Queen Lizzie. My own personal advice columnist. Thank you. So today, what happened today? Both Em and I got our asses reamed today for "not doing anything" and stuff. Yea. Ok. Not commenting on that. Other than that, things are going pretty good. Must talk to the Dewster, neeeeeeeed an extention in my class...cuz I haven't flippin' started my stuff...I haven't had FLIPPIN TIME!!! ARGHGHGHGH! Um, yea. As The Rasmus so very nicely said in their song "In My Life"... "You make me sick, you make me nervous" Not in the "ew, I never wanna talk to you ever in my entire life" way, more like in the...idunnohowtocontrolmyselfaroundyou way. That's enough of that. I attended and SURVIVED the Music Box Massacre! Wady, Jorge, Yumi, and I attended said massacre, a.k.a a 24-Hour movie marathon, like, 15/20 movies...it was AWESOME! My back is killing me. And my Ankle as well. Trying to sleep on haaaaaaarrdd seats, while attatching your leg on an armrest...not fun. not advisable. yeah. So, wassup with all y'all friends of mine? talk to me! YEA!!!