My {evil} brother is playing that William Hung (or whatever the hell the idiot's name is!) really loud on the desktop's (i.e. my mother's computer which has waaay too much power for her, so my brother uses it all the time too) stereo. HEEEEEEEELP! But now i've moved into the living room (where the real stereo is. Now the evil singer is being drowned out by my Mozart CD (left over from studying for my German final). Ahhh...the sounds of pretty things. Me like pretty things. So much nicer than annoying asian guy.
Sigh.
Now, i don't actually like classical all that much, but lately it's been a nice mellower break from the stuff i normally {am forced to} listen to.
On a happier note (and far more girlie, particularly for me), i'm chatting presently with this guy i like for the second nite in a row. He was in one of my classes this last year and i seriously think he has a thing for me too, but i really don't know. I would normally act in this situation, but i'm (hopefully, i still haven't been scheduled yet) going to be working at the beach and he's got summer school here. Thus making a relationship kinda difficult. But whatever, he's fun to talk to, so i'll just run with that.
He's off. As am i (coffee with another guy friend awaits...)
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