I got my acceptance letter from Iowa finally, and a scholarship way bigger than the one I recieved from BSU. But all my mom did was stare at me like someone sort of mindless...thing. Even when I told her I was uber excited and that the scholarship would make it almost affordable. But no. She stared at me like a gaping fish. Frustrating, she is.

By the way, the original Star Wars rocks. Yea, Harrison Ford was a BABE. Gorgeous. And now he's old. Don't even get me stareted on Indiana Jones.

Awfulness: apparently I'm a great smut writer. Whoo! Well, it's a start. Hm, not even sure how that happened, but my friend has decided she has to learn how to draw naked men. But, um, I guess we won't go into it. Really, I'm just glad I'm a great writer. The smut could stay out, but it doesn't have to. ^_^

I think I might be going to hell for that. There is church coming up in about, oh, eight or nine hours though, so hopefully there's still time to save my soul.

I haven't talked to my boyfriend for two weeks. My stepdad grounded me from calling him because he hates him, and the a-hole is too lazy to call me. He's busy playing video games. Upsetting. I guess I don't really care anymore. Really.