I've discovered something new. I guess it's really just adding on to what i knew before.

Little Asians= funny (already known)

Little Asian running= hiLARious!!!

Unicyles are tricky, but i'm starting to get it down...gradually.

I've decided i'm getting too nonspontaneous again, so i'm going to randomly get Britt something..

Crap.Britt, don't read that last one.

New favorite random food to snack on-marshmellows.BIG marshmellows.

I think I just got stood up by a guy to go to lunch. That sucks. Katie Dorris was right. That's why I like girls

Don't you hate it when you think you aced your second PSYCH 107 test and instead you got a C?(It was almost a B tho!!!) sidebar-Kevin dont tell mom or dad.

Fridays are incredible...i'm just gonna leave it right there. 

Currently Reading The Autobiography of Malcolm X : As Told to Alex Haley see related

What a way to start the week, with the rising sun as the first thing that greets your opening eyes, and with the morning dew gently touching your surroundings as if mother Nature herself was rising you from slumber. The first scent to your nostrils is that of the remains of a fire that you have made with your own hands and warmed you while you slept, and the first sound is the soft calls of the wild animals in the distance.

Ya, that would have been nice. Actually, it was nice to sleep outside, but it was somewhat of a letdown. It was kind of cloudy this morning and you could barely see the sun rising. The dew basically soaked my pillow worse than any compulsive drooler to the point that you could see the outline of my head when I got up. I woke up with ash all around me from the fire that I was too far away from too be warmed by (because I moved away from the guys who actually built it, they were kinda loud), and the stupid cows sounded like they were diseased.

But I digress. It was actually really cool to sleep outside, so I'm not really complaining. The stars last night looked A-mazing, and it was one of those times that you could talk with the guys around you about all the usual stuff that you usually think of when you lie(lay?) under the stars. My sleeping bag kept me warm, and the now-dirty mattress underneath me(compliments of the cabins in Riverbend Retreat Center) kept me comfortable. This weekend was sweet, and even better, I avoided studying. The down side was that I ran out of ways to avoid it around sixish. You know whats incredible? Microwavable pizzas. Tasty.

Goals over the next month, which I can hopefully accomplish before the month is over, but I'm realistic: Learn Classical Gas on the guitar(thank you Clinton, and thank you tabs!), learn how to ride a unicycle(uni=one), conquer evil/uphold justice/debate liberals, not fail class....I forget the rest, but ya. Whats life without goals? Haha...that just made me remember a t-shirt a kid i played soccer with used to wear...wow...lame.

Nowhere else but a dorm can you randomly barge into a stranger's "home" and them say nothing but, "can you believe this? the 'stros are getting robbed!" I've already forgotten their names, but it was a magical half-inning...thanks for blowing it Astros. That's craptastic...Go Rangers! 

Currently Listening Thyrty: The 30th Anniversary Collection By Lynyrd Skynyrd see related

Holy crap...I have a xanga...I'm gonna leave that right there to leave you comin back for more...