So, five or six months have passed since my last lovely update.

Miami is amazing, I adore college.  I did pretty well for my first semester.  I made some of the best friends I could possibly get, I adore those girls.  Jon and I broke up in November, but we're still great friends.  I hung out with one guy for a few weeks, but he's not worth it.  The male situation in my life is pretty fabulous nonetheless, haha.  Absolutely adoring life right now.  Christmas was amazing, I got a Vera and an iDog, it's fantastic.  Ashley's a happy girl.

Wow, six months in one paragraph.  Eh, not like anyone does Xanga anymore anyhow.  It's all about Facebook.  If you're interested, look me up.

Eighteen days.  Cannot wait.  Sorry for being so busy, HCARE and work and Jon keep me pretty occupied.  One year was fabulous, and quite interesting as well.

I adore Jack's Mannequin.

I would be the one whose dress falls off during the Graduation ceremony.  It just fits.  No grad party, and probably making an appearance at three of them, if I'm lucky.  Working at the Beach, long days, decent money, and sunburns.  Oh yes.  You love it.

Oh yes, no more high school.  Thank the Lord.

One more scholarship (thank God!).  A.P. exams.  Commencement speech.  Prom.  Graduation.  U.C. exams.  Josh to Lousiana (you butthead).  One year with Jon.  The Beach.  U.C. College of Medicine internship.  Eighteenth birthday.  Miami University.

If you see yourself fitting in any of these plans, give me a call at any time this summer.  There will be grad parties, birthday get-togethers (birthday parties are so childish), and swimming to do, all of which friends must do together.  This is it, guys.

I don't have to find a reason, and I don't have to answer why.