  “We spotted the ocean/ ahead of the trail” I have a problem; I get portions of two different songs stuck in my head at the same time; they run together to from a hyperbred of a song. “ Can I have my cake?/Can I have you too?/ I’ll send an S.O.S. to the world” (a mixture of John Mayer and Sting and The Police) Lately, I think Anna and I are getting closer.
We get along so well, we have really good conversations that imply the world ( SLC Punk reference there) Our math teacher calls us “Anna squared” and I love that. Today we begged her to buy a class pet, and I had a stroke of brilliance. Since the plan is to obtain a hamster (a small rodent animal) it is only fitting it be named “Isosceles”. Kudos to those who get the joke in that. Tomorrow is my last official day of Zero-Hour. No words necessary… or possible.
Sadly, I will depart from the Crushable-Jew and Hot-piece-of-ass-with-a-great-smile, but I will be saner for it in the end. I squatted 155 pounds this week, and subsequently felt very proud. Granted, I also power-clean 80, but really, who’s counting? Adrienne, Robin and I plan on starting a Yoga course this month, so I’ll still stay relatively fit. (Ah, and by the way, the holiday weight gain totaled 3.5 pounds… again, who’s counting? ) I feel just like everything is breaking free.
Second semester will be my salvation. That, and my upcoming guitar lessons. Cross you fingers and hope it’s a John Mayer look-alike. Affectionately… Anna 
