i'm jennie. i'm the one who actually run this journal, although i haven't updated in a whole bunch of days so you might have forgotten that. so. hi again. i suck. hehe. however, i did manage to partly do what i did say i was going to do - i finished the tori concert review.

now, before you click - know that it is 5 pages long. it probably isn't something you really want to read. however, it was something i wanted to write, so there you go. done.

my roommate is insane. wait. i'll rephrase that. my roommate is insanely nice. it's great, but it's weird. yesterday he took out my trash. twice. he gave me more cookies. he WALKED all the way to vis-art to return some videos. he's insane.

he also listened to me telling all my scar stories ("and here, i stepped on a wasp!"), didn't freak out when i made him touch the weird bump on the back of my head (remember, i fell in stairs 2 years ago? i still have a bump.), and HE MADE MY DISHES. he's insane.

but that's okay.

i saw the blair witch project. yes, of course it freaked me out. it wasn't until the last 10 minutes i was hit with such panic that i began to cry, however. pathetic am i. i later ended up sleeping on the couch in the living room because i couldn't handle my room. as i said. pathetic am i.