I just met this girl named Ina. I'm not sure if that's how you spell it, it's pronounced EE-nah. She told me she liked my skirt and asked me where I bought it and then said it looked good with my shoes. Which is kind of confusing because they really don't match at all, but I like them together too. Then a minute or tow later she asked me my name and told me hers and mentioned that she always sees me around. Then she asked me to watch her things while she left to talk to a teacher for a minute and she touched my arm. So here I am, probably going to miss the bus, but she touched my arm and was nice to me.

Also, my final in Math? The one worth 200 points that I spent only about 30 minutes this morning before class studying for? The one that was half of the reason I spent yesterday fucking crying and having anxiety attacks over? I did fucking fabulous on it. And, to top it off, the instructor mentioned I had an A for the course. I'm on top of the freaking moon right now and loving every second of it. Because when I get home (6 minutes til I miss the next bus btw) I will be thrust right back into the HELL that is moving. Which, of course, is the other reason I was having anxiety attacks and crying yesterday. But alas, such is life. The sooner it's fucking done, the better.

She's back. Got to go catch that bus. ♥

PS: Hi IJ friends!