“Falling in love is awfully simple."

...But falling out of love is simply awful...

I'm looking forward to homecoming I suppose. I must admit that I will laugh hysterically if our football team loses the game tomorrow. One could say that I was never the type to get into school spirit. There are far more important things...

The dance should be interesting. I simply adore the dress I found. The shoes are quite lovely as well. I think the only thing I'm really not looking forward to is the God-awful music they play. My head might explode if the only thing playing all night is Rap. ...But who am I to complain?

My date-friend-person. Beau. Beau is pretty nifty. :)

I suppose there isn't much else to write out now. This is going to be one boring semester it seems...

Farewell until the morrow.