shimarisu

I get to attempt to find my way through downtown B-ham tonight, although I'm late and should've left a bit ago.... wooh.

Although my mom has gotten me fully paranoid I'm going to get shot if I go by myself, because she is good at passing her paranoia on to me.

I smell like magnolias, mmm.

I've been miserable all month, I wish Rob would get over himself.

I'm trying to beg him to come visit me for a weekend, just to see if that doesn't clear things up because nothing else we've tried has. I get no closure.

I'm thinking about trying to convince some California friends and my mom to let me visit them in December, and for them to take me to see Spice Girls... haha, I somehow doubt it'll happen.

Off to hopefully not get shot!