And I can't sleep.
Dang I'm scared of school.
Thank whoever is in charge for minorly buzzed out friends to whom I can rant at 3 am.
And screw the ones who only want to bring me down.
Idealism is a strange thing, and it's a depressing thing, but I am still looking for Cyrano de Bergerac. I'm falling in love with the character Jim from The Office. Don't even ask. I started watching it this evening, and I'm halfway through season two and the guy is juss soooo cute. If I sleep, I'll get over it. Then again, it's pleasant thinking.