"Your dad would come after me with a shotgun."

Boy, I like to scare Wheats.

Any news? No, not really...I am feeling 100% back to my old self, including a slightly emo side. I called Mom tonight but she didn't return my phone call and that really worries me. I can tell she's upset and that worries me even more. She's right, I haven't spent any time with her, and I wish I could...I just need to know when it's okay for her.

No word on if I have a new roomie or not, so Eis and I believe I won't be having one unless there is a last minute change or someone has some indescretion with their roommate during this semester. Scott and Heather are both getting new roommates this semester, too. It just sucks.

I have called Corrie and Niki, too, no word back from them.

Plans didn't work out to go have lunch with someone on Sunday, and Greg called on his way up from Carbondale and asked if we could meet in town, so I drove into Springfield to see him. He decided against dating his ex-girlfriend again and wants to know if I can forgive him and allow him to treat me like a princess again. Told him I would have to think about it and would let him know by the start of classes. To be honest, I wasn't super heartbroken when we decided to stop dating...I think we'd be a fun couple, but I don't know if it would last that long. I obviously don't want to commit or feel like I haven't found the right person to commit to, you know? Anyway.

I have seen both Wheaton and Mia since the last time I wrote in here. Nothing spectacular, just wanted time to see them. I hadn't seen Mia since before graduation--crazy, huh?

But on a slightly more amusing note, I keep trying to write words in French, and I'm not really sure why. Kind of like my "Floriday."

As you can tell, my creative writing juices are superfluous tonight, so I'll just leave it at that.