Steven got in contact with my yesterday. He IMed me on AOL. I was really cold toward him, but typing, well it doesn't get the point across. Turthfully, I could be typing this and you have absoluetly zero ideas of where I put sarcasm and emphasis unless I told you. That's the only reason I hate putting my opinion on the internet, I use subtle and bitchy ways to get my point across. More often than not, I find myself explaining stuff to my readers.

But moving right along.

It feels like yesterday should have been Friday. I'm actually not sure what day it is. That's how certain I am that it's Friday, though I know it's not....okay I'll stop rambling. The computer says it's Wedensday. Hump day. My 2nd grade said Wedensday was hump day. At the age of 8, I understood 'hump' as a sexual term. I never used 'hump day' in place of Wedensday.

So, if today is in fact Wedensday, tomorrow is Thursday (No shit sherlock), which means I have my first employee meeting tomorrow at 4. Not to mention awards ceremony for graduating with honors. I'm proud to announce that after last year and my 2.5's left and right (my depression really took a toll on my GPA), I'm graduating with a 3.5. You may appauld now.

"Over and over I`ve dreamed of this night,
Now you`re here by my side,
You are next to me.
I want to hold you, and touch you, and taste you.
And make you want no one but me...."

Enrique Iglesias
"Could I Have This Kiss Forever"