My mood ring is glowing orange. You know what that means? Sex.

The 25th blog calls for something special. Mostly because I forgot about the 20th so the 25th is the next best thing. Joining me today are Saige and Paige, or Spaige. They are only good enough to equal one person. I'll write first. Announcement to make: Saige and I said, "I love you" for the first time yesterday. Yeah we're kind of in love. But not really because she loves several other people but I'll take what I can get. Today I spent a lovely day at the Gateway with Saige. I met a girl at the Cookie Shop who said her nickname in high school was Mulan. I can't decide if this is a compliment or dis. Compliment: because Mulan is bad ass. Dis: Mulan was a man for half the movie. After buying cookies Saige and I shopped around then came back for dinner.

Today, Allison told me she loves me. FML
I don't really know how to tell her that I love teen mom more than her.....
I feel kind of awesome that I am the subject of most of the blogs though. So I might fake it for a few more months. We have decided to create a show "True Life: I have an Asian roommate." Me and Paige are more than happy to participate, because we have no idea what our asian suite mate's name is. We call her "the other one" instead of pretending to understand her. Because the other one is SO stanky and awful, we have created an organization for people to donate Febreeze to us so we can survive in this harsh environment. Today I created a sign that says "biohazard" leading to the bathroom so no one enters without knowing that they are about to die of anaphylactic shock. I came up with the idea that the six of us (Me, Paige, Allison, Sarah, Liz, and Daley) are going to find really horrible Christmas sweaters and do our hair like 80's soccer moms to get our pictures taken and send out a Christmas cards. Its going to be epic to put it lightly. So please contact us if you want one, it might be worthy of People magazine, but I don't want to brag. To the general public: I'm sorry I was such a douche today enough that Allison felt the need to take like forty dictures. In homage to Catfish- Peace and love, Chaige.

Wow Saige sucks. She will never write for the blog again. I have never felt more offended in my life. Not much else happened today. At dinner I threw ice cubes at Daley and one went into her ear. Also we talked about mood rings and how "sex" could be considered an emotion. And that's how babies are made. Right now Saige, Paige, Carly, Daley, and I are sitting in the dorm talking about the sick things like we always do. My friends are great people. Their influence will probably result in my many years of therapy and electroshock therapy but I think it's worth it.

Oh yeah what an awkward couple. Dicture.