So, I didn't get a summer job today. I know that needs more explination, but honestly I'm not in the mood right now. I'm too tired. Not sure why I'm writing actually. I got nothing to say.

My boyfriend is busy killing himself with work this week. He's writing two papers. One due on Wednesday and one due on Thursday. He's killing himself because he refuses to sleep. He's basically just working straight through. Poor baby. I've got to remember not to get mad at him if, when, he fallls asleep early this Friday. He's been working so hard. I would like to do anything I can to make him have a good weekend. I really do love him.

Anyway, I have nothing else to say, so I'm going to go now.