I just noticed something veryimportant, and that is in two days, one of my most favoritest friends will be celebrating-her-birthday-ing. If I were there, in Plano (or rather, at UT), right now, I would jump up and down for joy and hug her until she pushes me away, but since I am not, I will give her virutal hugs and kisses. XXOO. Haha.

I have myself a mystery caller. He she it calls like once every hour. And it's always an unknown number that does not show up on my screen, so I'm reluctant to pick up. I mean, what if it's someone that just calls to listen to you scream "HELLO" into the receiver while they breathe heavily on their end?

Ew. :(

So I'd rather not pick up and let them call their heads off.

But this ends up in me not picking up the majority of my other calls that come from my named friends.

I am in such a pickle, my friends. :

I still have not gotten around to seeing Johnny Depp. Makes me sad.

But what makes me sadder is my scores (along with what college I have been accepted to) have come out.

Tamkang University, Economics.

wtf, ECONOMICS.

So... I have to hope that my application for transferring goes through quickquickquick. Or else I will be picking my classes from all the crap courses left over by everyone else. :

Why do they say you're "in a pickle", anyhoo?