There Were Bugs Under My Skin and they Came from Under My Fingernails

I would just like to say that tonight has been one of the best nights of my life.

I had THE BEST conversation with my friend about this INTENSE philosophical movie "Waking Life" and he forced me to think about it and, like, we created a dialogue between us and it was... wow. Mindblowing, most definitely. I like how he forced me think about this stuff. Like he would pause the movie and explain everything and then give his thoughts and then make me give my thoughts and it was brilliant.

Wow. I am definitely going to have to write down as much as I remember. In the morning. Because I seriously need to get some sleep. I woke up at 5 this morning and, yeah, I took some naps, but I officially feel tired.

Got back to the dorms and got duct taped by Anthony and Max for no apparent reason except for kicks and giggles. Definitely hurt ripping it off and I've got duct tape marks all over my skin, but whatevs.

Last final is on Friday, then San Francisco, then Home, then modeling for Jessica's painting, then Pancho, then Pops, then maybe Grandma and Grandpa, then back to LA for Admiral Radley and MAYBE Disneyland and then hangoutage with the Fambly and then back to Riverside for another super awesome quarter of fun and not studying enough and panicking and then pulling together and studying last minute and passing the class when I thought I was going to fail and laughing and taking random trips and missing Home and

then it's SUMMER TIME and Chuck and Hiroko and Mia and Ana will come and I'll go to Tahoe and Ben and Anthony and Chanel and Persiah and I will meet up and everyone will come home from their different colleges and MAYBE we'll take a trip to New York to see Anna but I highly doubt it and then...

and then who knows. Who knows if any of this will really happen. I'm looking forward to too much. I'm making too many plans. I need to be here. I need to be now.

I need to go to sleep because I have to get up early and turn a paper in.