october twelfth.

Today I won an argument about what day it was because I know odd facts like my birthday is ten months from today. The poor guy insisted it was the eleventh, and I kind of shrugged my shoulders and tried telling him that I think I'd know that my birthday is in ten months... At which point everyone just gave me this confused look like "you're sort of pathetic..." Oh well. At least I know what day it is. 

I almost didn't though! I went through today on NO sleep. I just couldn't persuade my brain to stop producing an expansive dose of words (thanks, Motion City Soundtrack!) I gave up about an hour before my alarm was supposed to go off, and just got ready. Now I checked the forecast for today, and it just said something about clouds. THIS WAS A LIE. There was nothing about clouds, but EVERYTHING about rain. Long story short I was ready to call it a day at 9 o'clock. I updated my twitter with the offering of "YOU WIN, MONDAY! YOU WIN! FJDFJDSGDSGAHSADJSHGASHGJKHSJHGDJASHGDAJGJASKDGJKAGL" I came back home after my first class and got my rain boots, which I've found aren't so fun after your feet already got wet. Boo. I suppose I could continue rambling, but seeing as I have to be at Our Bar to meet yolie for the first of two all-nighters, and also that I'm sacrificing shower time to write this, I think I'll get to what I wanted to say. 

My last entry had FOUR  comments. Four. From real people. This is SO exciting to me. I said at the beginning of BEDO that I wanted to get to know the people who read this better, and so far... I haven't. I want to make it clear that it's not like the rush people want when posting a new facebook picture or something. Really. I feel like this month I'm making a real effort to blog, and when I get no responses back on anything I've written I can't help but be a little disappointed it's so one sided. At the same time, I was thinking of WHY the last entry got four responses, and my other ones zero or one. Ready? I asked a question! And not a question to trick people into commenting, I was genuienly curious. 

You see, sometimes I forget that a lot of people aren't like me. I have no problem going to a stranger's blog and leaving a comment if I feel like it. I don't need a prompt or reason to do so, I just comment on what I want to. I think I'm not making much sense, but I've decided that I'm going to try and incorporate questions on here when I think of them, so it's not tres lame like "what's your favorite color?" Yeah. 

One last thing... dudey I met friday called when I was speed sleeping this afternoon. I thought that was part of my dream, so I brushed it off as nothing. For some reason, though, I checked my call log and sure enough, one missed call from him at 5.45. *girly squee* After truly being an annoying girl and calling yolie to confirm that I AM indeed supposed to call back, I did and it was... alright. There was no major chemistry and I had to fake laugh a few times, but he was cute all in all and if anything I'm put more at ease that he hasn't forgotten about me. Honestly, though, if this ends up going anywhere, I can't wait till I can sit him down and tell him I don't do this game thing. If we like each other we should probably just admit we're in nerdfighterlike (I'll have to convert him) and we can continue whatever it is we have, no stupid waiting a certain amount before calling to make the other person sweat it out, no thank you. But I'm getting ahead of myself. I should probably be more worried about my anatomy exam in 36 hours. And making myself not look homeless since I skipped my shower to write this. Priorities, priorities. 

xox,

loveacrosstheocean ♥