I've come to a striking conclusion that while I can still leave off the "desperately" attachment, I'm single and no longer loving it. I had fun the first week of school, plenty of drinking and gambling, but my classes have turned out to require much more work than last year.

And I'm really just sick of being single and going on one or two dates with people then not bothering, assuming it won't work or believing that the other person just isn't interested that much in me (it's certainly seemed that way multiple times). I haven't had an actual relationship since the end of high school, and it's kind of depressing.

On a lighter note, I had a good time tonight just chilling at my good friends' James and Adam's apartment. Big screen TV, beer, and they let me smoke their cigars. Even smuggled one back to my room (well, they gave it to me). Going back tomorrow night for a $40 poker game with (hopefully) 7-8 people. Preferrably 8.

I stopped drinking caffine almost one week ago. I still have stints where I'm really tired during the day, but I'm overall starting to get a lot more energy.

I technically haven't stopped completely (THANKS NIKO) cause I occasionally have chocolate milk or chocolate frosting (light!) on a small cupcake. But I've drastically reduced my consumption of sodas, and when I do have one, it's one of those uncaffeinated clear sodas.

Now I just need to work on the whole alcohol thing. I think I'll smoke my last cigar this weekend when I test out the new George Foreman with my awesome roommate Dave.

It was reported to me today that I'll get to train the "wee little pups" coming into WBNY this semester. I'll rip their taste in music to shreds. ¶ 1:54 AM |