God woke up on the wrong side of His bed.

I dont know why I started this blog. I dont feel like talking to anyone. Not like anyone's really going to listen anyway.



The future president will be on campus tomorrow. I'm hoping it's the lovely Chocolate man. Yeah, I'd do him in the backseat.



There's this one Indian professor (I think he's Indian and I think he's a professor) that I see all of the time. He is THE sexiest man ever. Or, in my top three. Everytime I see him, I have to look at him as he walks by. I first saw him Freshman year. Love at first sight. we all know I love ethnic guys anyway, and...the things I'd do to him in the backseat. He is tall, thin, well built, in his forties, dark-skinned, dresses well, carriest himself well, has gray hair....shit, he's sooo fucking hot, I can't stand it. Well, anyway, I saw him today. Let's call him...Joe. I saw Joe today while visiting Coral and I just smiled to myself because I feel like he is my dirty little secret...that maybe isn't so secret now. But I never mentioned him to anyone before, and everytime I see him, I just want to kiss him. He really is gorgeous. Shit, Joe. Shit.

Some songs are so very pretty.

I feel fat right now. Either I'm bloated or I really am obese. I'm going with a little bit of both.

The campus is crazy right now. Can you believe that the future president will be here in my vicinity?

She believes in everything

And everyone and you and yours and mine

I've waited a thousand years
For you to come and blow me out my mind