lolitasordid

Today was my first day back in class. I had a flat tire so I caught a ride with my sweetie. But being the first day of class it was over in twenty minutes, so then I coerced a ride to the bus stop with one of my sweetie's friends whom I have an ever increasing crush on. I only admit these things in the hopes that by confessing I will somehow relieve some of the guilt. So this new biscuit bought me coffee and instead of taking me to the nearest bus stop, took me to one farther away, a ploy, i like to imagine, to spend more time with me alone, instead of in the company of the boy, the other boy. Anyhow, he is uber biscuit and also the friend of the guy whom I just bought a ring for for christmas to confess my devotion... I always seem to come back to that ring. The stupid ring is what really drives the guilt in. Why couldn't i have given him socks or something menial like that?! Why do I have to be the drama queen who buys rings for guys?! What am I to do?! Heaven help me.

In other news, Go Obama go!

Anddddd

I got a $10,000 creative writing scholarship for next semester. Yay me!!