I take it back.

So I started making a post a couple hours ago about how I was having a good day despite all my reasons for it to be a bad day, but I withdraw everything I said. It was not a good day. In fact, I may go as far as to say it was a bad day. Alas, I say, as I rest my hand daintily on my forehead.

In other news, I got my rooming assignment changed. Er, Ashley and Alyssa changed theirs to accomodate Kaela and me. Now they're suiting with us. Suite! Did you catch that? I thought it was punny... Anyway, I'm super excited. We haven't decided if we're going to paint our room yet, but we'll see how we feel later on. Yeah, again, I'm super excited. It all worked out in the end. And I feel like that's the way that everything goes. It may not be going well right now, but it'll all work out in the end. Or you die, and at this point I'll take either/or, thank you very much.

A Goofy Movie is really good. Is it wrong that I like that movie a whole lot? I watched it yesterday and it totally made my day. Aaaaaaaaaand I also need to remember to watch Zoolander, because I haven't seen it in a long time, and it makes me smile.

Now, I'd like to end this post the way I end all my posts: randomly. Because I don't have a set pattern to the ending of my posts or anything, I'll just end it with some lyrics. This one goes out to all the Rosses out there:

We're concentrating on falling apart.
We were contenders, now throwing the fight.
I just want to believe. I just want to believe. I just want to believe.
We're concentrating on falling apart.
We were contenders, now throwing the fight.
I just want to believe. I just want to believe. I just want to believe, in us.

Yes, I have been listening to too much Brand New.