I know I want to write.

But I'm not quite sure what I want to say.

I could talk about how I really like someone but my uncertainty in how he feels leaves me stuck in motion. I could talk about how I want to just be like...yo, I like you. Am I crazy or are you feeling the same thing? But then I run the risk of it all being in my head and him being a person I can't avoid seeing...someone I'd be forced to see over and over again and I'd feel like a retard every time I said hi.

Or I could talk about how my trip to Georgia was both absolutely lovely and depressing as hell all at the same time. I love going there and I always have fun and I'm always happy there, but I always have to leave there. I want to move there. I don't want to wait until graduation but transferring to SCAD means probably paying more money and causing a headache in all the transferring credits business.

I could talk about how the next three weeks of school are going to be hell. No, I don't want to talk about that.

I could talk about how my new best friends are the sweetest coolest girls I know and how I look forward to seeing them every day. I hope for one awesome San Diego trip to their homes over winter break to meet their families and just have a ridiculous amount of fun.

I could talk about how I love my old best friends but don't really feel connected to them much anymore...except for maybe one whom I actually see. Is it bad that this doesn't bother or upset me? I feel bad that I'm missed more that I am missing others.

I could talk about how much I love hanging out more with not only Shandise and Kailee, but also Nadin and Razan. :)

I could talk about how my sisters are the most ridiculous and entertaining drunks...EVER.

I could talk about how my 21st birthday is going to be fucking amazing.

That's the type of post you get when I'm procrastinating and wanting to update my life on this blog succinctly and lazily.

Oh well.