Fuzzy Little Animals

Really? It's been 13 days since I last blogged? This is a bad situation, I must say.... :P

But, I digress. I like to blame it on the fact that as an opinion columnist, all my conversational topics are stolen and used for the newspaper, which means my writing here is left on the backburner. Bah, ahh well.

As for right now, I'm chilling in Jacob and Andrew's room watching The Soup. I've sort of become a third roommate apparently, since I spend so much time in here with them. But it's one of the few places I feel comfortable escaping to after classes. My own dorm, with Keather coming and going...it's just not the same. I'm really hoping she has another friend she wants to room with, because honestly, I don't want to go on like this.

Homework's been weak lately. Wednesday was crazy, so I think I'll have to spend some time this weekend explaining things. Lately I've had actual, tangible time to do things, so I've been reading Playing with Fire. Hells yeah! Now thanks to the book, I've got a fetish for dreadlocks, fire and dragons. :3

I guess I'm starting to stress a little with speech. It's a lot to take on, and for some pretty major speeches, we haven't put much effort into them. As in we have to take the initiative a whole lot more than high school. Which isn't a bad thing, but at the same time, there's no direction. We've in fact had no direction at all with our group speeches, too, and that is yet another thing I'm stressing with slowly. But oh well, it'll get done. :/

I believe I'm heading off to take a shower now. I'll be booted from the guys' room by 1:30 anyway, stupid boys making up bedtimes... :P Plus I need a shower. Thank God I don't have speech tomorrow (or should I say today...?), so I can sleep in. First class instead will be Calc at 11! :D