I hate living in a dorm room.

It's always too hot or too cold. Never comfortable.

It's a good thing I get to live off-campus next year. I think the rule that you must live on campus for 2 years is dumb. What's the point? Forcing someone to live where they don't want to live. For a freshman, I suppose it is a good thing. To meet new people and to get acquainted with the campus. And plus to freshman, I bet they're just glad to not be living at home anymore.

I didn't really care. I knew I hated the dorms right when I moved in. It was small and it smelled like a high school locker room... sweat, dirty tile, and as if a thousand other people had lived there before me. (which they did).

Bottom line:
I'm trying to do homework and I keep getting really hot and really cold. UGH.

I'm playing mass Zelda tonight. FYI.

BLOGSPOTZ

I'm watching a television program (old people) about pancakes and breakfast and it's making me hungry. I should be doing homework, seeing as I have so much of it. D: I just can't find the motivation... it is too far gone. I'd love to just lay (I hate saying lie) on a soft, comfy carpet with a pillow.

Sometimes the floor isn't so bad. Sometimes being unmotivated isn't so bad.

I made a 14 dollar purchase today. On a book. A book that would probably be around $5 if I had not picked it up at the Kent State bookstore (expensive).

It's called The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time. I'm on page 50 already.

"In the bus on the way to school next morning we passed 4 red cars in a row, which meant that it was a Good Day..."

I like the way this lad thinks.