i feel like my manic-esque period has gone on long enough and it’s time for me to fall back to my “normal” relatively unhappy self. i feel like i need something to happen in my life to cause me to come down from my month long high…nothing drastic, but i feel as if i need some kind of drama for me to rant about, and wish to be over so i can be happy. i’m not used this whole being happy thing.

everyone thinks i’ve met someone and that i’m in love. i tell people i’m happy, the first thing they say is “oh did you meet someone?” no. i haven’t. i’m single. and ok yeah, so most of society assumes people can only be happy when they have some kind of sexual/love relationship with someone…ok i can accept that, and i guess that means that people asking me if i’ve met someone is a fairly normal question to ask… i lost my train of thought…shit. oh right. so people assume that if i’m happy, it must be cuz i’ve met someone. then i realized, i’ve been doing a lot of things that would make people think i’ve met someone… using quotes in my profile about love and desire…etc. and it’s weird cuz these things have been attracting me…even tho i am not in love (ok i guess you could argue that point..so i’ll clarify, not in love with anyone in my immediate area lol) but yeah. i guess it’s natural people would assume i am in love. so whatever.

i found another pack of milk duds!! i thought i ate them all on thursday when trying to study for neuropsych!! the funny thing is I DON’T EVEN LIKE MILK DUDS! yet i keep eating them, and i’m excited that i found another lil pack hidden in my bag of candy

i don’t know why i’ve been such a candy addict for the past 3 months. the whole sweettart addiction…and now my mom’s been sending me bags of halloween candy, and other bulk candy…then she tells me i shouldn’t eat so much sugar LOL.

So last night at 1am theres knocking at the door. i debated whether or not i should answer it, because IT WAS ONE IN THE MORNING! But it’s parents weekend and I thought maybe something happened, someone is lost, and it’s Bill or Leah’s parents and they need to see their kids. So i go downstairs, open the door, no one there (i had taken an extra long time to walk downstairs in hopes they’d go away). So i have to slam the door to shut it or it doesn’t close. I walk away, knock on the door. They obviously heard me slam the door and came back. I open it… it’s Jason. Jason who is Kristy’s friend, who came to our party and now likes Danielle… and 3 of his friends. IT’S ONE IN THE MORNING. Can you say inconsiderate?! Danielle was getting ready for bed, so I’m like um.. come in? Danielle had to get dressed again to come talk to them. Then they’re like so what’s going on in Geneseo… like we should automatically know. We don’t care because 1. Geneseo sucks 2. we aren’t exactly huge partiers. Jason’s only impression of Danielle is that she is a huge partier and likes to drink. Well that couldn’t be farther from the truth. So him and his friends are going on and on about going to clubs, and how Jason spent 500$ on alcohol, drugs etc…Yeah, that’s impressive. Let me tell you how impressed I am now. Oh, and all these boys are 19. hahaha. But anyway, they sat in our living room for a half hour trying to figureout what to do, meanwhile i’m telling them THERES NOTHING TO DO IN GENESEO! They couldn’t go to the bars cuz theyre 19!!!!!!, they could go to frat parties but they were all dressed up super nice… like wtf did you think could possibly be going on in Geneseo that you’d dress like that?! I don’t know, we were just like, wtf was that?! Does RIT ask for your status as an asshole as admission criteria?

then someone was knocking on our door at 6 am. i was NOT about to go downstairs and answer it.