Buddy Holly

Woo-ee-oo, I look just like Buddy Holly.
Oh, oh, and you're Mary Taylor Moore.
I don't care what they say about us anyway.
I don't care about that.

If I actually cared, I would have spent more than two seconds editing this photo. But, guess what? I don't care, and I like it!

(That's the nutrition assignment talking, by the way.)

Hey mom and dad, meet my not-so-new boyfriend. Gregory is a wonderful little grizzly bear who happened to raid my campsite almost four years ago. Even though our friendship and relationship has been put to many tests, we have always come out victorious. I can't really say much else, other than that he is everything to me. You should check out his blog, because he can use words in ways that I could only hope to.

You know what else makes Greg cool? The fact that he named his dwarf hamster Thor.

I suppose I should finish this assignment before it kicks my ass even harder. At university, sleep seems like a thing of the past. Sorry I haven't been updating on a regular basis, for those who care. Nursing is really, really sucking the life out of me. I think if I can scrape by first year, I will be very, very proud of myself.

Not much longer until Christmas. I can't wait to go home again.

I need a Coke.

I need some sleep.

I need to start doing what I want.

I need to finish this post.

Later days.