Whoo. Posting.

I'm looking forward to a kick-ass New Year's Eve Party at my bff's house. We're going to watch movies and get covered in sparkling cider.

The love of my life, my iPod mini Spiffy, has died. D: So, we're going to send it in to get a new one.

I'm now Captain of the guard.

I got some kick-ass presents for Christmas, including a pretty Volcom hoodie and Numb3rs season 1 on DVD, HELL YEAH.

Megan and I might go ice skating sometime and my madre and I wanna visit the Winchester Mystery House in San Jose.

I'm having the usual weight issues, boo. >:U DAMN YOU, LOW SELF ESTEEM!

I am completely in love with the movie Eragon for one reason: Garrett Hedlund, aka Murtagh. Sweet baby Jesus, thank you.

Anyway.

Uh.

Nothing really else to report. I did well on my mid-terms and doing well in guard and life. There's this cute guy I'm kinda flirting with these days but he shall remain nameless. I learned my lesson about naming guys. So let's call him. Uh. Jack. Ho' yeah. That works. And I have a reason for it too! We'll call him...Jack O' Leery. That works for me.

Anyway. Me and this Jack O' Leery and my friend Megan talked for like, three hours about nothing but sex online the other day. It was really random. We talked about literally EVERYTHING except maybe butt sex. >>;;

Also, I decided I have a hormone imbalance.

And I wanna go make a Numb3rs fan video but I can't decide on a song.

Dammit.

Well, toodles. I can't think of anything else interesting to write.