The Laws of the Universe

Ah, I feel so good. I've been working on this mid-term take home test, and I just sent it in to my professor. It feels good to have it done with, but now, of course, I have about 3 things to do for next week. Only 4 weeks of classes left, and then finals. But I'm not counting down or anything. I have a pretty fun weekend planned, too. I'm going to see the movie Fever Pitch tonight with some friends (that kind of sounds like a porn title, doesn't it?), and tomorrow, some of my friends from high school are coming to visit, and we'll go to a Jimmy Eat World concert together on Sunday night, plus Taking Back Sunday is opening for them. So, I'm pretty stoked about that.

Why is it that whenever you meet a cute guy, you're usually dressed in some bummy old outfit? Or at least I feel like that's what happens to me. Last night, I went over to my friend Chris's room to play some Nintendo 64, and I was feeling all bummy yesterday, because I was feeling kind of crampy, so I was wearing my fat jeans and an old t-shirt and my hair up in a ponytail, thinking it's just Chris, it doesn't matter what I look like. Well, one of his friends called up to come over and play this video game, so he came over, and he was super hot, and really nice. And I felt so unattractive. I think it's the laws of the universe that state you must meet cute guys only when looking your worst.