Semi-Surviving.

So I survived, as shown above, the first three days of second semester, despite the sudden onslaught of homework, massive English class divided very frustratingly in its work ethic, and the utter lack of cute boys. I'm not going to say it's Hell or prison or anything like that. I'm not that typical. But I really can't say I'm feelin' this semester yet. I guess we'll see!

I also survived Ali's birthday party yesterday. Ali said she was so proud of me for not killing anybody. Two of the three people who despise me weren't there, as after inviting them, they assisted in pulling some crap which neither of us appreciated, but Simon was still there. I nearly lost it once, so I kinda went and bummed around in Ali's room for a couple minutes. I don't know. He and I are both kind of attention whores, but he still has the more powerful presence and it tends to piss me off. I had to come back before anybody came to retrieve me, though. Plus we were playing this game (link for rules that I'm too incomprehensible to explain. Our game was a little different, though. We didn't use sentences; we took random words and phrases), and it's far too hilarious a game to pass up.

The eleven of us (Simon, Little Simon who we speculate wants in Ali's pants, nice guy though, Ella, David, T, Ashli, Stephanie, Erin, and Ali's mom, Ali, and I) all seem to have rather odd imaginations and/or drawing skills that render all shapes ambiguous, so most everything became pretty convoluted by the end of the night. We managed to avoid a lot of perversion (minus a man with an elephant trunk for a penis, Ali's magnificent butt, and the implications of putting an Asian schoolgirl and an octopus together, amongst other things), though. "A classy velociraptor" somehow became "milkstache," though. I credit this to Ali's mother's velociraptor-drawing skills.

Overall, everything went well (even if my pride went down the drain realizing that Simon and Simon have better Just Dance skills than I do), and I'm sure we're all relieved. I spent the night there, along with Ella, and didn't realize beforehand that I ought to bring clothes, so now Ali's Tom Brady jersey is at my house... If they won, then I'm going to pretend to be a fan right now. There's stuff relating to the playoff's everywhere, and frankly, I could care less.

Okay I can't deny my hunger any longer. I need food,
Andrea! <3