Somehow both Stacy and Amanda describe me as their major corruptive force.
(I hate that sentence.)
Mission: yeah bitch yeah. I'm in your mind graffitiing your neurons YEAH.
(I like that sentence. "graffitiing" - my word)

I was just going to go home after we let the astronomy class go. Danny talked me into going to Starbucks to study physics with Giorgio and Josh. He bought me tea. The checkout chick was going to throw out two dozen yogurt parfaits so we got 'em. We crashed the Riddle library because nothing else is open after ten. There was much discussion of crack and normal forces and Danny's sharpshooting ability and the possible semen on Josh's hands*.
(*It was chalk. Probably. He is a gymnast.)

It's one am. I have tests this week and a movie premiere. I am not tired. I am wired. I want a dance party.

I can't believe Stacy went to sleep instead of experiencing the second paragraph. Obviously I haven't worked hard enough.