I finally understand why Friendster is in existence. When you're upset... and wondering who really cares about you... without even asking, people appear... and make you feel grateful for past occurances... that may be in the past, but they're... they still feel nice. Really nice.

I love how everything in school intersects... like the Bermuda Triangle... and it just feels like God is telling me why I'm a politics major... and even tho I'm unsure about if I can ever get into law school or get a job I want in politics... something is telling me that things will be ok.

I want to be in a TV show where, in the credits, they list you as "good looking girl"... sorry, I was just watching the credits for Gilmore Girls.

I'm glad that Tuesday night TV never fails to disappoint.

I'm going to name my future pet CHAD. Does the country of Chad still exist? For some reason I was really surprised when Zaire went away and I didn't even know it... there's no more Zaire!!... Sorry, geographic geek here.

The sky was an awesome shade of blue. Roo, you want a cracker with that? Ho!

Just for the record... nice people rock. Inconsiderate people are not so nice.

The USF library is amazing. Those leather armchairs rock.

(By the way... blogs can be deceiving)