Allergies

I never knew I had 'em.
I woke up this morning with an ichy throat, watery eyes, and unable to breathe. I wabbled into the bathroom only to discover the wretchedness of my apperance. As everyone does on the last week of class, I put some clothes on and went to class. As I was headed to class, I got a craving for some Jon Foreman. I popped it in, reset my headphones, and walked with ease.
"House of God, Forever."

As I sat in class, I became even more gross. By the time I reached my apartment, I thought I was going to pass out. And I was right.

I slept for a good 2.5 hours. I don't usually take naps, but this one was needed. I had a series of crazy dreams, which have been happening often here lately. I then proceeded to go to Docs Place to grab some lunch and found myself, with my lunch, in the art building. A good friend of mine was working on his final project, and I decided to be a good samaritan and help him out. Nearly 2 hours later, I made my way to my only destination for the day, the Library.

I spent the next 3 hours wearing myself out.

Here I am, almost 6 hours later, still procrastinating.
Dumb Allergies.

Friends

I met someone today.
It was amazing... and my eyes were opened.
His name is Paul.

Let me start at the beginning... last semester I dated a fellow. We got pretty serious before we broke up over Christmas break. During our relationship, he made me think that he was this wonderful person, that everyone else picked on and was horribly mean to, so of course I sympathized with him. After we broke up, I began learning the real him. He wasn't all sweet and innocent like I thought. He