its 5 am. im two classes away from spring break and too awake to fall asleep.

the only part of spring break im truly looking forward to is the drive home.

and how on the drive home sunday night, it'll be dark and i'll only pass semi-trucks on the interstate.

if i had it my way, i would drive until i was content. be constantly in between two places, and completely neutral. id be unsettled, the windows would be down, and i would be on a trip to somewhere. anywhere.

but, ill settle for taylorville today. my luxurious, tropical spring break. im going to party like an animal, be on girls gone wild, and have multiple lesbian encounters.

OK. maybe ill just make fun of my "songs of the whales" cd with heath, force brooklyn into her first steps, and watch a freakish amount of cheesy lifetime movies with my mom.

after all. ive already been on girls gone wild. TWICE.

GOD, im a liar.

i had my first experience at a bar with amanda tonight. at first i felt lame, being 19 for months without ever exercising my right to shaking ass on a sticky floor. however, my self proclaimed lameness slowly faded to shock of myself... realizing i keep taking these steps down this spiral. this was short lived, and quickly passed into "oh this is a good song, lets dance amanda."

back at snyder, amanda, jay, and i listened to some 4 at 5. (and damnit, why the HELL am i not auditioning again. I LOVE IT.) mixed some drinks. watched/made fun of coyote ugly.

the birds are chirping. how promising.

sigh, i love you.