For all intensive purposes.

I am stuffed. I had some veggie Pho and a cupcake and I feel like I'm going to explode. My friend T and I went out and had dinner. Poor thing is having a bad week. Two whammies in one week. I think her blossoming day is coming. You know how it is. We all go through those phases where we're looking good, flying high, and shining. She's about to start doing that. I'm definitely not. Yet, I'm still doing fine.

My only worries at the moment are money and Japan. Japan Japan Japan Japan. It's all I ever think about. I have mixed feeling about this 5, now 3.5 months I have before I leave. Part of me hates that I have so much time, yet I know the closer I get, the more freaked out I'm going to be. I'm pretty scared out today.

Sometimes I wish I had applied with Nova so I could live with roommates. Would that really help any? I wish I could just bring one of my sisters or friends with me in my pocket. Or my mommy. And Muffin. Oh, heck maybe all of Seattle.

Um, just as a sidenote, my MALE roommate is getting teary-eyed over Gilmore Girls at the moment. Snort.