Debatable.

So I have an outline for my next speech due next Thursday and I need to start deciding who my MAP (Most Admired Person) is. I'm trying to decide between:

Chuck Palahniuk...
because he is my all-time favorite author. Not to mention I am an English major, so I guess it kind of makes sense that I would have a writer as the person I admire the most. I also take my writing style mostly from this fantastic man, as you can tell if you've ever read one of my short stories.

~or~

Paul McCartney...
because he is pretty much the most amazing person ever. Just look at all he has accomplished: being in one of the most fantastic bands of all-time (if you're retarded or honestly don't like good music, he was in the Beatles), becoming a fantastic solo-artist (with numerous different projects) after the Beatles were kaput, he was knighted, he's dealt with a rather horrid ex-wife that seemed to only want his money (bitch), he has dealt with the "Paul is Dead" conspiracy and has hopefully overcome that, AND he is (or, at least, was) DEAD sexy.

I'm leaning towards Paul McCartney because I'm thinking it will be a lot easier to have numerous things to talk about. Plus I would like to learn a bit more about him and I'm thinking that writing a speech about him is a good way to go about that.


On an entirely different topic, I've become comfortable (once again) that boys I like don't like me. However, it still stings a little when I see Ed...or talk to Joe and he tries to convince me that we will actually hang out more in the future. Fuck it though, right? Someone will come for me eventually, but if not, I'm better off without them anyways...

This brings me to an entirely different point and I'll begin with a question:
Have you ever had fantasies about someone you have no physical attraction or emotional interest in being with?
Because it's happening to me right now. I absolutely refuse to name any names, and if you ask me I will most definitely not tell you. If you might answer my question in very general terms, it would be much appreciated.



I'm going to Philly this weekend for Amanda's birthday and I am completely PSYCHED. It's going to be so much fun. Next weekend my dad and Lisa are coming to visit, and Lisa is giving me a haircut! Thank goodness, for my split ends are disgusting.


To end on a funny note, I don't know how many times I told myself to close my Frappaccino bottle because I knew it would spill, yet I still walked back to my dorm with a dripping bag. Seriously? Come on now...