The weekend is coming, and if my roomate's behavior last night was any indicator, then it's going to be a rough one.

(Rough = good)

I think I've made it to the crest of the semester, and now am on the downslide.

I'm headed for another 4.0.

College is actually really easy once you figure out how to do it.

I wish that somehow there would be a pot of coffee brewing next to my bed every morning before I wake up.

Oh well, a bit unrealistic. But most of my dreams are unrealistic.

That's what makes them great.

Life is good.

Keep me warm.