"I want to be the bad guy."

I guess it's pretty bad, but the other night, Sara coerced me to watch PS I love you and I've been quoting it for the last week or so. The movie was whatever. I just keep saying shit to her like, "I have to be honest, I've been lying to you Sara. I'm really a fish... and I sell hot-dogs. I'm really a robot... I'm here to collect coal." And randomly sometimes when I kiss her, I'll act like I'm being instantly hit by a huge gust of wind. It's a play on the saying, you blow me away.

But anyway, today's the motherfucking day. I've been studying all week for this fucking Nutrition test and I have to do fairly well in order to pass. And god damn, I've been studying like mad. I even read the whole fucking book over and took notes during it. I swear to god this shit better be easy. Then next week, two relatively easy tests and two short papers and I'm out of this school. It's funny, the classes that I thought were going to be hard are easy and done, but the ones that I thought would be easy, are more of a trouble, so happy graduation is on January 10th.

Did I mention, this Christmas is going to be awesome. I get to spend the whole fucking thing with Sara and I'm so looking forward to it. Hell's Yeah. And