Omg I feel like such a mommy ever since we've moved into the apartment. I'm cleaning, cooking, and making sure that people feel welcomed and comfortable here. It's weird... I'm such a bunso and I'm the mommy in the apartment. Haha.

Yesterday was too much [in a good, funny way]. I felt like I housed a bunch of refugees. I had 2 people come up from LA to go to SF's Pride. Crazy people popped and EDC and drove up after they left. Then another friend came who popped at the Pink Party the night before. Another friend has an effed up relationship with our other friend. Also we have an indecisive friend about his sexuality. And then we have another friend so desperate for some MJ that she and Pink Party went through our trash can for some in a zip lock bag that they accidentally through out.  My friends... I love them. This is college homie, know who you chill with and how to control yourself. Yay for me. I've never felt like the most innocent one but now I am

Anyways the whole point of this blog is to somehow relate it to my dreams and aspirations to one day become a mother. Sometimes I wish I could fastforward in time to see who I marry and how many children we have. I can't help but wonder whether or not this dream of mine to have my own family will come true. I'm 19, definitely still young. However, it's always been a part of my nature to plan ahead or know what I want in life. I know I say that I want to enjoy these times being single or being independent. But, it gets lonely... I guess? Or maybe... I'm just bored? Jason Vanduyne and I texted each other a couple days back. He did say I was over-analytical but he did bring up some of my good qualities. Weird calling him Jason... I'm still not accustomed to the idea that he was my APUSH teacher. Now I am going off on a tangent.

I wonder if anyone else actually reads my xanga. I just write everything to express how I feel. Anyways, class soon. Bye!

MA