I'm listening to "king" by weezer right now,

and I highly recommend it. Very nice song.

Today was my four-week/one-month anniversary with Lydia. There was kissing, gifting, and ass-grabbing (yeah, really.), but mostly it was just normal. Regardless, it's a normal I like.

Also, Trevor died. Well, he was pronounced officially brain-dead. So, after they harvest his organs, they pull the plug. And he dies. When the news came to the classroom, I looked in the desk next to mine, where he usually sat. The bombshell dropped in our room a few minutes early, as Bond broke it to us before it came over the announcement thing. I was one of two people not crying. I felt like a dick for not feeling sad, but I ate chocolate in English, 6th, and joked a bit with the sub. Sweet was at crisis. The sub wants me in her english class next year.

I'll be in black and gray tomorrow.

R.I.P Trevor.