Here I am again, lounging around my dorm for the second day in a row. I'm such an introvert it's ridiculous sometimes. I can be perfectly content 98% of the time. My head is racing, perhaps from that extra large diet coke from Chili's with the parents. They came down to Milledgefuck today to help me move my fridge, futon, etc, out of the room. The walls are bare... nothing but the desk on the floor.

It's a gorgeous day and I've barely been outside.. :/ Oh well, I'll be out in a little bit.

I don't know what to do about my major. Spanish classes here are the shits... and I haven't taken any art classes yet so I can't be sure about that one. But we'll see. I would absolutely love taking some creative writing classes, too bad there aren't any open though.

I hope my parents won't be too pissed when I paint my walls this summer. Ehh, they can deal. They've dealt with many more permanent things before.

Ehhh... mind blank. I'll get back to this later.