recovery.

It's been awhile. I could attribute this to my poor health, but that's not really it. I just have honestly had nothing to write about.

I just got over swine flu and strep throat. Now a cough has set in. I can't decide if the term "festering conglomeration of germs" or "walking ailment," fits me better. Both will do. Oh well.

It's almost Thanksgiving. I don't like Thanksgiving. The food and family is good, but every year, it seems like something bad happens. I don't know how to describe this phenomenon, other than I wish it wouldn't occur. On the other hand, I'm am so excited for the days off of class it should be illegal.

School has been overwhelming as usual. My sleep deprivation is chronic, the dark circles under my eyes rival craters on the moon, and the work load just never seems to leave me alone. Despite this, college has so far been very fun.

I decided to indulge my inner preteen the other day, and attended the New Moon premiere the day it came out. Surprisingly, it was not terrible, but it certainly wasn't good. The half-naked, gorgeous men in it were welcome. However, the bus ride on the way back from the movie theatre was not. No weird homeless men this time, but it did take forever.

Math kills my soul. I think I'm going to start writing "answering this problem goes against my religion" to all the problems.

I really wish it would snow. Christmas only being a month away, I would welcome the white and fluffy precipitation. Christmas music needs to go away though for another week. It should start December first, not November first. That's ridiculous.

Anyway. I love the Christmas season. There's just something warm and fuzzy mingling in the air. Our dorm is decorated, and the giant trees and lights are a welcome site when wandering in from the cold outdoors. I hate buying gifts though, I'm terrible at it.

I apologize for the randomness of this post, but it's been awhile, and I can't exactly remember all that I want to say.

giant jawbreaker.

I have a sweet tooth, I am not afraid to admit that. Recently however, my taste buds have been oriented to a single goal. Conquering my $2.00 jawbreaker from Kilwin's.

It's messy, time consuming, and it gets me in trouble, but I love it anyways. Kind of like a boyfriend. If I had one of those at the moment. It also makes my tongue hurt. Har har har.

I need to get out of this writing slump.

For shizzle.

happy halloween.

Not much is new. I would have written earlier, had I had something to write about. But really, there isn't anything.

This weekend was really fun.

I think I have some sort of mega-writer's block, caused by the fact that I am now perpetually tired.

My sense of time is messed up. One in the morning is considered early, but I sorely miss when I went to bed at ten and got away with it with minimal repercussions.

Oh, here's something. I discovered something fantastically fun to do in my dorm room. I've taken a liking to jumping off my dresser onto my bed. I know, it sounds like something a five-year old would do, but c'mon.

In my defense, I was always denied a trampoline when I was younger. This is compensation.



Finally, I abandoned the tree project. It's mostly a computer/camera error, some of the pictures are missing and whatnot. But just as an fyi, 90% of the leaves are gone now, and the poor organism is depressing looking.