Blech.

So, I pretty much missed an entire month of posting.

Again.

It's simply because I'm up to my scalp in business and I can't find time to make time, if that makes any sense at all. All of my friends are really busy to so I can't have fun in order to procrastinate. I have horrible grades so I think it's fate telling me to get some work done, but I don't have to listen to fate. Fate can say whatever the hell it wants to. Right now fate is telling me to make a blog post though, so here I go.

I think I should start out by saying that this hasn't exactly been a great month for me. I don't want to be a downer, but it pretty much feels like all of my friends have abandoned me, and the ones who are still technically there aren't really there in spirit. It doesn't help that they talk about things that don't interest me. Hell, they don't even talk about boys. Now, I'm not gonna lie. I like looking at boys. Primarily the pretty ones. It's pretty much 75% of what I do during class. And when I find one I particularly enjoy looking at, I like to talk about them. But when I have friends who are girls who don't like to talk about them and they look at me like I just grew an arm out of my head when I do, It's not fun. REALLY not fun. Because then they change the subject to something I don't care about, like hair and clothes and makeup and musicals I haven't seen, and I'm both at a loss for things to say and I really stop caring at that point. It's like they're still in 5th grade. Seriously. And I can't talk about video games and geekiness with them because they don't get that either. It was fun the first couple of weeks, but then it just got dull. It's boring being a girl.

On the other hand, I can't go back to Zack and Toby and Andy for a few reasons. Firstly because Andy's a douchebag and I really don't want to be around him; secondly because I'm pretty sure they're happily rid of me and they don't want me back; and thirdly, I think it's best for me because I didn't really have that much to talk about with them either, especially because Andy's a douchebag, and also because they're extremely critical about everything I do and it makes me really really self-conscious.

I'm sure you can see the predicament I'm in.

Moar sadness, because we switched seats in my two favorite classes so that it's not fun anymore. And also the person who sat next to me in my least favorite class dropped off of the face of the Earth, so that also makes me sad.

Also, on that note, I've been ultra sick and coughing up an insane amount of mucous. Which is lovely, I know. And my nose always runs or gets an inconveniently placed booger lodged in there whenever there aren't tissues easily accessible. My sickness has a way of doing that, I've noticed.

Thanksgiving is coming up. It's supposed to snow this weekend, so that's good. And I cannot WAIT to have turkey soaked in cranberry sauce. So delicious.

I finished the scarf that I've been crocheting for the past 7 months. Cashmere. Blue, green, and white. Very nice.

I also began writing a song that I don't hate. Go figure.

That's all. Goodbye.