10:23 in the morning does not exist on Saturdays

I talked to Eve yesterday:
"Brenna, why do you call me 'Eve'?"
"As opposed to what?"
"Mom."
"Eve, I haven't called you 'Mom' since I was twelve, and you're just now noticing?"
"Apparently. Yes."

This made me something other than JO's gf and that girl who films things. It made me "that girl who wrote that blog":
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=16174435&blogID=339712746

I don't know why I stopped making our lives more entertaining through skits:
http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.view&friendID=16174435&blogID=338587925

I got called "slightly emo." It reminded me of that time we got called "punks" and Lauren bludgeoned that guy with a crowbar and we were like "WTF, where did she get a crowbar?" Yeah, I don't really remember it happening that way either, even though it would've been cool if it had....that guy deserved it.

I'm Elise's favorite freshman, but then again, I'm pretty confident that I am the only freshman Elise talks to on a regular basis.

My roommate did a sketch with me for Late Night. It's going to be....interesting.

I won't reveal the name of the person I am supposedly in love with. There is a reason I didn't when I mentioned it the first time.

I'm in the process of designing my own major. I was going to give up and just pick a normal one (which is why I went to the majors fair), but I decided that a ton of paperwork would be worth a second major I would like.

One of my friends from home sent me a present. If he can send me a present randomly, JO can send me one for special occasions.

I filmed a thing from 11-1 today. In 15 minutes, I will be starting rehearsal from 2-9, with a short break to go film something else. I over schedule myself.

Today is a good day.