posting for the sake of posting

If you don't feel like reading this I'll just tell you what actually matters at the end.

Last night was crazy. So I sleep through dinner, which is somewhat of a habit of mine. I go to the C-store to get something to eat and while waiting in the ridiculous end-of-term get-rid-of-your-meals line notice that standing in front of me is a girl I made out with at a Halloween party. Am extremely tempted to do something socially awkward and wish I had when she turns her head leaving and points me out to her friend and laughs. After a wholesome meal of Grandma's oatmeal raisin cookies Matt Johns comes to get me so we can do our design class painting (a self portrait which actually turned out rather well). Painting becomes infinitely more exciting when we start painting eachother instead of the portraits. Unfortunately Luke just watched and Dan was too late to join the brawl. In the shower the paint was so thick on my face I had to scrape it off with my fingernails. Now begins the depressing hours from 2-5 in which Matt and I become hysterical and despondent, Luke finishes a paper, and Dan is elsewhere with my roommate and people. Actually get some work done from 5-7:30 but then I have to go to drawing class. In which I throw my final portfolio at my professor and slink out apologetically because I didn't do my self-portrait for that class and have to leave "to finish my design painting". Instead go to Luke's room and sleep. Hey, Dan was in my bed, what else was I supposed to do. Okay that's just an excuse but anyways. I finished the damn thing around 1:00 today and now its the freakin weekend.

So what actually matters: Luke is adorable.