Crunch time

So it's finally 2am and I'm starting to get tired. I'm burning a copy of Gears of War, and dwelling over all the different things I have to do tomorrow. I'll admit that it's all definitely doable, even at this stage in the game, and refuse to consider that I just might be diluting myself. Only time will tell, right?

Tomorrow I have to wake up early, study for my Program Design final. Take the final itself at 3:30pm, then head straight to the Brandon mall to buy a new pair of shoes, then head home to pack for Ireland and finish writing 3 papers. Errr, start writing =\. Anyway, I'm going to do it. Because I know it is doable. And that's all that should matter.

I'll probably stay up just a bit longer to see this game finish burning. I hope it works.

I'm done being friends with Stacey. I removed her, again, from MySpace. Some may argue that it isn't necessary to remove her from MySpace when there are plenty other people that are your friends that you never see. This is true, but Stacey was suppose to be the type of friend that I occasionally did see, especially when you consider how many fucking times we've talked about meeting up, or planned a specific date to do something. It just drives me crazy. It's amazing how much disregard a person can show you when you no longer meet the requirements of being someone close to you. She seems so... selective now. Something I never really saw before.

Anyway, I just needed to vent that because it seemed no one really understood what the hell I was talking about.

Ireland will be great, I know it. It'll be good to get away from everything, even though I sort of don't want to. I will miss hanging out with my friends and playing with my 360, but this is a once in a lifetime oppurtunity, and I'm definitely not going to pass it up.

I'm starting to get lonely. Starting to consider settling. Can't let that happen.