My back fucking hurts from working two shifts in a row...oooowww. but...J promised to give me a back massage, so I am patiently waiting for him to come over for that & so we can study calc. Men (and I use that term loosely) just maybe good for something, no?

My brother celebrated his easter by microwaving a pack of Peeps, which set fire and sent him into hysterics. It was so funny. He never fails to crack me up. Anyways. I think I maybe taking a nap. I'm exhausted, and I don't want to think about all the homework I have that I haven't started. About twenty-three days til the last day of school...and a few more til I graduate? That'll be the fucking day. "Best-years-of-your-life" my ass.

Sorry for my mini ramble. You can tell me to shut up whenever you want.