I am no longer Justin Ancheta...

But Justin Ancheta, FCD. Well, hey, at least I have a cool TLA to tack on to my name if I flunk out of my undergrad degree. I'd change my information on SNOG!, the message board I love to hate (or hate to love?), but that would mean that Renee and the others on there would know about this place. And I simply can't allow that to happen. I've always valued my privacy and my personal space, and sadly, she's had a history of not fully appreciating that when she's been with me. Naomi put it best during our walk: I'm the kind of person who likes to quietly walk away from situations I don't like. It's somewhat bizarre how I've ranted on about that place in the past. Leaving that place for good has always been one of the things on my to-do list, yet it's something I still can't bring myself to do. I guess it's like an abusive relationship, although that term would probably better describe me and Renee (and guess who'd be the abusive one?) rather than me and that message board.

On a more happier note, Jennie posted some pics on her LiveJournal site, pics which I dare not post out of fear that some random guy will see them and start drooling over her they way I've been since I've seen them...and she knows how jealous I can be (since she's usually that jealous herself). Really. They're that good. I saw them on the weekend (or last weekend?), so...well, that means that that's a lot of drool that I've been putting out.

Last night, I almost beat my latest record for sleep-deprivation: 3am-6am, this morning. Not quite the two hours I was shooting for...maybe next time when I have to scramble to finish one of my last papers...