Day 21: Yay

I am so happy. Sarcasm! I came down with a terrible cold today, which means I couldn't attend the football game tonight, and it was the first game of the season too! And just in case you're getting the wrong idea that I actually care about a bunch of misogynistic burly boys running about and smashing into each other, I'll let you know I don't care. Why does anyone think of that as a good time? Most of the other girls spend there time imagining the boys naked, and trying to pick out the hottest one, but I couldn't care less. Of course the idea of naked guys makes me hot but running around smashing into each other just isn't interesting. The only reason I show up is it is practically hanging your social life's noose if you don't show. So many things happen and if you're not in on the action something must be wrong with you. But some part of my rejoices at having an excuse not to go.