Lent, Day 22.

Late to accounting, as usual. It's so beautiful outside it's sort of hard to concentrate. Leah and I make plans to go to the beach after class. Paige and I go to Subway after accounting because we have no food in the house except cereal (no lactose-free milk) and chips. Not quite sustainable for a meal.

Paige tells me I look like I got punched in the throat. We get back in the car and I pull down the mirror - sure enough, right on the inside of my collar bone is a giant territorial mark. I really don't mind it, but I know it looks bad. Mental note.

Harry picks me up around 1 and we go to the beach to meet up with Kim. Leah says she'll meet us there later, but she ends up falling asleep doing her homework and never made it. Harry and I shared Kim's sheet and she slept on her beach chair. The weather was beautiful for about an hour, then the clouds started rolling in and it got a little windy and a little too chilly to be nearly bare. Harry and I spent the hour listening to Coldplay and Jack Johnson and just people watching. He's too funny.

I went home and showered before going to Advertising Writing, which was really fucking boring. If I didn't have Words with Friends I would have most likely offed myself by now.

I hung out and watched some new episodes of the Office with Ally while I ate dinner before going over to Harry's. We have two accounting assignments due tomorrow but God knows we're not going to be doing homework on a Thursday night, especially because Gorilla Zoe is going to be at Hattie's, along with reps from Captain Morgan and Jaggermeister. Accounting does not trump everything.

We started to watch American History X, but we both decided we were too tired. We were just about asleep when I leaned up and gave him a kiss goodnight. Then he kissed me back. Then I kissed him harder.

If we weren't tired before we sure as fuck are now. He says he wants me to come to Panama city with them for spring break, which I would if I didn't already  have plans. I spend so much time with Harry already that if I ditched my friends for spring break, I'm pretty sure I'd get spit on. I'm not doing it just for them though, I really do think it's going to be fun in Daytona. I've never been! Hopefully the weather is nice.

Goodnight.