I'm so tired. I jsut shovelled my driveway... 4 inches of wet, heavy, dismal snow, with three dogs wrapped aruond my legs and shoes that jsut weren't tractioning well. Oy. Oy vey.

I am excited by the prospect of, of all things!, my new umbrella. It is incredibly huge- Golf size??- which I did not realize in the store but am kinda psyched to try out. The frieking thing is 6 feet across!!! it's intense!! Like the movie someone sent me of their car revving... *Cracks up laughing* that was hilarious. But, I will admit, somewhat impressive. LoL

I have developments in the Matt saga (Or what is quickly becoming an epic tale); we're friends. Nothing more, probably less. And if you knew me, you'd know why. LoL I was so upset one day and I realized that all I wanted was to curl up and cry and tell him all about it because I know he's a good listener, and I couldn't because we weren't speaking. Because of me. I brushed it aside and went on iwth my day, forgetting about it until Kate and kat went over there to see John, planning to ditch me at a party until I found someone else to go with. I was so upset. I could barely speak to either of them without wanting to hit them. And so I sat down with my ruined breakfast (ruined due to me controlling myself because they were both in the kitchen with me), and figured out waht was cuasing me to be so upset. And it was simply the fact that I couldn't even go over there and hang out. Nothing. Because of me.

So, I thought about it some more, and over the past couple days, I've pretty much been okay with the idea of not seeing him physically any more, but I really did miss him just being there, hanging with him, etc. I made my decision, called him up (repeatedly, ahha), and told him my plan. He agreed, and hopefully we'll be... okay. Cool is the word I want, but I know that prolly won't happen soon, so... I'm hopijng okay will work for now.

Okay... Nuff about matt. though beyond him, school is... 4 words. I'm going to die. I got nothing more than that. With jsut the first 3 classes of the 6 I'm taking, I feel it is safe to assume this fact. I'm dead. Gone. Crushed by the weight of 6 straight up, hard-science classes. Ow. OW-MAJOR.