I feel so weird. I don’t know if it’s because I ate too much Chick-Fil-A or what, but I’m not feeling too spectacular. I’m not feeling good on the inside, either. I feel like something’s missing. I think it’s my family that’s missing because I’m homesick. I’m practically counting the minutes until I can see them. I feel like I want to talk to all four of them every day even if we have nothing to talk about.


I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this… I need to update this…


WVUAlicia: Oh no – does that mean that you hate me, too?? What are you doing for Easter? Going to Pittsburgh? Remember when we went to Pittsburgh – you, me, Blake, Michele & MP and we sang karaoke? That was fun. That was for Easter, I think. Yeah! It was – I remember – we got screwed out of Easter vacation because of snow days so you and Blake didn’t have enough time to drive to your hometowns and back. Hehe. Baby Got Back…

Auto response from RxKMB: I hate sluts.


My mouth is a mess. And when I found out that my mouth was a mess, I became a mess. A blubbering mess, to be exact, w/ crocodile tears streaming down my cheeks like I was some five year old child. Luckily for me, Pizza Hut was having Twofer Tuesday, so a free pizza made my night. You know your life is in a state of array if a free medium hand-tossed pizza can make you happy.

I have to give up Pepsi. I miss it already. Food honestly doesn’t taste the same w/o it. Macaroni & cheese from the cafeteria tastes like greasy goo w/o the fizzy goodness of Pepsi to wash it down. Gone are the days of Pepsi and Coke. Gone are the days of fat and cellulite, too, I hope. Maybe that’ll be a perk to giving up my one great love (other than Shel, of course). I’ll treat myself to a root beer float every once in a while because I figure that I’ll deserve one every once in a while. Sweet tea will be taking the place of Pepsi, although I can’t have a lot of sweet tea or my mouth will never get better.

What’s wrong w/ my mouth, you ask? Cavities. Brush and floss and use Listerine, kiddies, or you’ll be kicking yourself in the long run. Brushing alone isn’t enough. Keep that in mind next time you’re standing over the bathroom sink debating whether to grab the little plastic floss dispenser. Grab it. Grab it, I tell you, and never let it go!


Last night my dreams literally upset me. I dreamed that Jason got married and Gregory & I weren’t invited to the wedding. Then I dreamed that Kristen & I went on a cruise together, but she didn’t want to spend time w/ me because her pharmacy school friends were there.