I'm dreaming of a white Christmas

The last few days have been surprisingly busy, which has been nice. I think I've almost got all of my Christmas shopping done, but there's probably a few loose ends I'm forgetting. Regardless, I've spent too much money, most likely, but I was shopping for mom too. Anyhoo, it was fun and I got some relatively good deals and good stuff.

I watched XMen 3 w/ the family last night since they hadn't seen it and I forgot how incredibly hot Wolverine is and how good the movie is. Hugh Jackman is one of my heroes and if I ever meet him someday, I hope I'm not a bumbling, stuttering idiot who makes it really obvious how much I would love to be his man.

Inside my head, things are going relatively smoother (knock on wood) than I thought they would, and, when I don't think about Adam, I'm not depressed or as moody. However, easier said than done. I think I can now relate to a certain degree when people talk about love, heartache/break, etc., which is really odd, since I never thought I'd be able to. I'm just concerned about my reaction/actions when I get back to school and have to see my boy everyday again. I'm still standing steadfast in my decision to not let our friendship get in the way of me trying to deal w/ my drama - it's just really hard to hang out sometimes, but I'm tired of being alone so much. Oi Vey!!

Not much else to tell except that I'm tired, mentally, emotionally, and somewhat physically. Here's hoping for a white Christmas.

My computer has died for some strange reason and so we're looking @ a Mac...