Blogger's selling bags. I just signed in to blogger to write yet another random thought down, when I noticed that blogger's selling a messenger bag with a big "b" on it. I was thinking, whoa, if my name started with "b" - like "Bob" or "Betty," I could buy a totally urban looking bag with a "b" on it. People would look at my totally urban looking bag and think "damn! Betty's got an awsome totally urban looking bag!" I would flaunt it on campus and hold my books at the same time ( what? are you kidding me, the blogger bag is too small to carry all my necessities)..sigh, life would be great! but..then I realize, my name doesn't start with a "b" and the "b" on the bag just stands for "blogger."

The elevator is broken. I live on the fifth floor in my drom. Yes, the fifth floor and the top most floor. We actually take the elevator because we need to. It really annoys me when I'm waiting for the elevator with someone else. That's chill..but then I find out that that person waited for the elevator just to get to the next floor! Why can't they use the stairs? They're so lazy! Anyways, as I was saying, of course the fifth floor is the coolest, but since the elevator is broken, us fifth floor inhabitants aren't as cool as we use to be. Now we have to walk from the first floor after class or after a meal all the way up flights of stairs. It's tiresome, especially after a long day of class. I wish they'd fix that elevator. I wish they'd fix that elevator soon. ... At least those girls who live on the second and third floor don't have to be lazy anymore, 'bout time they get taught a lesson >=)

It's been a while. It's hard to believe that I've been away for almost 3 weeks. I feel as though I've been away for an even longer amount of time. If you're reading this, I'm surprised that you are. Since I haven't posted anything for days, I think that most of my readers (the very few that I had) have decided to give up on waiting for me to write something new. I'm sorry. I'm in the middle of getting my study on, so I can't write much at the moment. I'm listening so some very sad music right now. *sigh* It's amazing how sad music seems to unlock memories from your past you thought hid away. Hmm...that's really all on my mind now.