November 1, 2001
      I would do almost anything for a normal life.  A life where I don't get yelled by the people in the grill, where I don't have to drop a class, and a normal roommmate would be nice too.  Oh, also Happy All Saint's day, Halloween, and if I don't update tomorrow Dia Del Muertes.

        Okay so Halloween.  I had planned to go as Scully, but because I went out looking my costume on Teusday, I couldn't find a wig.  Well, not a red wig anyways.  I ended up being a fairy princess, it's tried and true at least.  Since no one at this school wears costumes for Halloween, and they don't call what they go clubbing in costumes, I was one of the very few.   So see, I was still creative!  People would comment that I was dressed as an angel just because I had wings.  Then I opened my mouth and they quickly took
that idea back.  I was a fairy princess, not a stinking angel!  I was a few minutes late for my Sociology class, let's just say it's hard to make an inconspicous entrance whilst wearing wings and a feather boa. 

         I've been spending way too much time napping.  Most likely because I don't get any sleep at night.  Going home in the winter should be interseting to say the least.  More so if I do end up with job.  I miss regular sleeping patterns so much.  Maybe if my roommate didn't have a bi-sexual/alcholic/co-depedent psedo-boyfriend who calls drunk (and driving) in the middle of the night, I'd get some sleep.  Maybe, still those phone calls are really annoying.

       Okay, so after waking up this morning I decided to have some breakfast.  I went to the grill and got 2 donuts and a bottle of water.  Since the prices have been hiked significantly since last year, my card was out of money.  I had practically give my kidney as collateral and come back at 1:00 to pay off my debt.  Then when I came back at one, the person who had my recepit was on a smoke break, and the rest of the people were clueless.  I got it taken care off, but I'm a tiny bit homicidal.

       
         The people in the school post office are wearing gloves and masks.  This makes very little sense to me, I realize that anthrax is a valid fear.  But seroisly, who is going to send a bio-weapon to a small obscure Southern university.  Not even that well respected of a university etheir, even if
U.S. News and World Report says we're a Teir 1 school.  And I'm still waiting on my package *sigh*.


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Priya, she's cool.  And also was involved in a conversation earlier about romance between numbers. 
        
Walk on home.