Class day. I slept in late, now I'm rushing, listening to "Locked In A Cage" by Skillet and daydreaming of sex.

It doesn't help that I'm sitting here in nothing but a black and white flannel, and I'm VERY horny, and Caleb went upstairs. *pouts* I really really want him down here right now, but I know if I get dressed and go upstairs I'll get dragged into prepwork and I won't get laid then either.

But I have to go. *sighs* Responsibilities.

Which bites because THEY CANCELLED OUR CLASSES FOR NEXT TERM, without telling us, without anything... no job for Jax. No money.

*blinks slowly*

Nothing sane and safe.

And because I have no job then, odds are good when Robert gets back I'll be LUCKY if I can stay until the end of winter term. *shakes her head*

And what's really pathetic is this little hopeful girl sitting in the back of my head who keeps thinking that maybe a certain person will do what he said he would... even after this long... and it's been SO long... *shivers*

Why do I keep trusting people even after they prove to be untrustworthy? Why the hell am I this stupid?