went to the hospital to give blood and i had to actually sign up for an appointment. then i went back to the dorm, and i just got off the phone with a person from the hospital: they don't need any more blood. they said they'd call back in 4-6 weeks. isn't that crazy? i'm kinda glad cuz i was scared as hell do actually do it, but now i have to wait like a month. that gives me a long time to re-think. but i'll still be brave. so i'm sitting at the comp as always and my roomie sends me the mp3 of "like a prayer" by madonna. and i started cracking up because it was an inside joke as to why she sent it. even funnier: i already had it. ok, so to lighten up the mood, I'll tell the funny story behind this little song.
I went to a Valentine's day party this year and got totally wasted on punch and jello shots. i'm sitting in the corner of the kitchen making up little songs about everyone who passes me when my buddy's boyfriend comes up and starts talking with me. he was plastered too. and all of a sudden, we started belting out "like a prayer." not just singing, but hollering at the top of our lungs. we were harmonizing and everything, and it was soooo freaking hilarious. so now the song is like a big joke between me and my friends. i was glad that liz (my roomie) decided to send it to me because it made me laugh hard, which i haven't done in a long time. and being tickled to death yesterday doesn't count. : 0) ok kiddies, that's good enough for now, see ya all when i see ya all

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