-Suck at school, supposed to be writing an essay and don't even understand the topic
-Love Glee. Didn't think I could love it anymore but I doooo.
-Need sleep. I'm losing my mind from the stress of needing to write this essay and not knowing how mixed with loving Glee and a long car ride home today.
Oh and not giving a crap about the Superbowl was hard work.
Anyway I should get off this stupid blog.
I looooove this boy. I made it Twitter official. So he basically officially thinks I'm a crazy stalker.