Summer Always Messes Things Up

I'm so bad at bloggin during the summer. I've had one since I was 16, and if you look back through them, every single one, I get spotty right before summer, have like two updates from May to August, and then pick back up again when class starts. It's not like nothing happens, it's just that nothing happens when I can get to a computer to tell about it.

What happened this summer?
1. I graduated (but not really, since I'm not done with school. Finish in December.)
2. Twit moved out, Kris moved in.
3. Kris moved out/our house got hit by lighting/Jen and I moved too.
4. I made new friends (we're called the "Walmart Cult". Guess where we all work?)
5. I finished summer class with a 4.0
6. Twit started college at another school. (That makes #3.

Life got crazy there for a while, I lost touch with everybody important to me, from A-town and on the web. I still get news about Jesse and I still read blogs daily on my friends to know that they're ok, that they're happy and safe, but I'm not an active figure in people's lives anymore. I'm more of a lurker.

I got asked out on my first date in over a year the other day. I went. We had a lot of fun, until we ran into his friends and the haranged him to within an inch of his life. I guess he doesn't date much. I think I got asked out on a second date, too, but it wasn't exactly asking as much as it was him trying to hint at me that he'd like to ask me out again but he was afraid I was embarassed by his friends and would say no.

I think that's enough catch-up for now. It's, like, 3:30 in the morning, and I work in 12 hours.

Wait, what's today? Do I work at 3 or 4 today?

I can't wait for school to start, so I actually know what day it is.