the Dalaverse

I tried to resist, honest. We've been added to Facebook a month, and I didn't join till the day before yesterday. I joined the day before yesterday, and I didn't add everybody I was remotely friendly with in high school until just now. And now I have to sit here biting my nails until I get added back.

Stupid Facebook. I can't say I wasn't warned.

How weird is it that there are two or three schools where almost everybody I really hated happened to go? And half the senior class must be at College Park. This is why I couldn't even be convinced to apply. Well, that and my dad used to threaten me with "IF YOU DON'T GET AN A IN MATH YOU'LL HAVE TO GO TO MARYLAND AND LIVE AT HOME." For six years, UMD = a fate worse than death in my mind.

I love my school, I love my school, I love my school.

Hadn't seen the ducks for nearly two weeks, and today I only saw Jack and Elizabeth. I think something happened to Will and James. I'm hoping they just sailedflew elsewhere and weren't, like, eaten or something.

Note to self: you do not need a giant expensive framed print of "Cry-Baby." No, no, you do NOT.

VERONICA MARS PREMIERE IN SEVENTEEN MINUTES.