Why are mornings so bad?
03/16/2004 11:50 p.m.
Apparently if you have SAD (and I think I do) the mornings are the worst, or at least that's when it hits me the worst. I hung out with Keith and Peggy yesterday. He was being a jerk. Seeing as I was in my normal state, I was being pretty honest with him (meaning rude.) He's just sort of condescending, even to me, and that's not cool. But whatever, it's not a situation I need to deal with. I just took a linguistics test. Honestly, it could go either way. Really good, really bad, or decent. I'm assuming I did decently. I think I'm gonna go to Loussac library this afternoon. It's such a nice big library. I went there yesterday, and this woman got in the elevator with me and started yakking about how slow the elvator is and how bad she had to pee. I wanted to ask her why didn't she shut her pie hole and use the bathroom on the floor we were just on, but I decided telling a random stranger to shut their pie hole probably isn't the nicest thing to do. But then talking about how bad you need to pee probably isn't something most people do in front of strangers.

So...I've been thinking about moving out of state. Really. I want to check out northern California, SOuthern California, Washington, or New Zealand. I just need to get outta here! But I'm gonna graduate first, so I'll be here at least another 2 years. Crap crap crap. Oh well. Anyway, I should go now.
I am currently Bleh
I am listening to Jay-Z