Soooo…. I’ve been listening to 4 Strings’ album. I don’t care what Whitney says, they’re better than Lasgo. You know, ever since I’ve began talking to Whitty I’ve come to realize I’m a bigger nerd than I thought I was. I mean, I’m kinda in an argument about a fantasy character with her mom. Which is sad. Very sad. Her mom is like a WOT dictionary whereas I can’t say anyones names to save my life. So while she is going on and on about some scene I read once, I can only comeback with: “Remember that dude who like died?”. Not very effective I’m afraid. The problem is, I know I’m right. Whitty is no help to anyone, Miss I-am-still-in-book-three. -_-