Oh Yeah. And Boys.

It's time for me to become a little squeely girl again!

So basically all that ever happened was that Bora Bora and I decided we'd get together tomorrow and work on our lab. I don't know what's wrong with me. But he called me a doll. I realize how chauvinistic that could come across as, but he was smiling, so I don't really care. Plus, it made me immediately think of "Guys & Dolls" so that's alright. I could only really smile back because I'm stupid. Whatever. But tomorrow it's going to be lab time.

That is all.

I've Caught Up on My Flist!

All I need to do is watch Plastic!Winchester Theater XD...I may have skipped some long posts and reviews. I'm sorry guys, but it just had to be done. I don't have the time.

So:

Good News: I'm all caught up on all your wonderful lives!

Bad News: I may now be failing Chemistry because of it.

Just kidding, my lab is due tomorrow, and it's not that hard. I just also really wanted to work on my college essays tonight (I have a week and a half! AAAAAHHHHH)

Also? Rebecca (does she mind her name being on-line? I'll ask her) Facebook messaged me with basically all I need to know for our Totally Awesome Weekend Unsupervised at Carnegie Mellon (TAWUCM). I'm uber-excited (and it's not only because we're hosting a Heroes marathon!..Is it weird that I have this vision of Zachary Quinto finding out that there's a Heroes marathon at his Alma Mater, and then coming and sitting in the dark in the back of the lecture hall. And then no one else will really notice, but I will, and I'll be all cool about it and he'd appreciate me not making a big deal? And then he'd come up at the end and we'd talk and stuff? Yes? I'm crazy? Alright.) We're also going to a party on Saturday night (whether it is at a house, frat or club has yet to be decided) and will probably visit the Andy Warhol museum or see a comedy troupe or something. In short: Awesome! Fantastic! Legendary!

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Oh, Bora Bora and I talked about the lab today. Nothing big. Before that though, when everyone was walking around looking at the different light spectrums, he made a comment about my shirt. It's one of my favorites that says "Make Cupcakes, Not War" and so he does this 'pretty voice' and goes "Make cupcakes?" and I'm all "Yeah! Cupcakes are delicious!" which, while not as pathetic as stupidly grinning, isn't really winning me any points on the Witty Meter.

He Can Swoon Me Anytime

Oh, DEAN.