It's been a while.

So dorm living is starting to get on my nerves. I miss having privacy.
Roommate is always on the phone with Girlfriend. Always jamming. Negro Neighbors are always hogging the mutual bathroom. I'm sick of waking up to find my own bathroom locked from the other side, but I don't want to know what would happen to me if I were to bust it open on some naked black booty.
I'm finding myself doing really stupid things in my dorm room just to keep my days here interesting. Balloon Party is taking place tonight with Roommate! Hey, whatever gets me through the rest of the year.
If you're reading this, do you have any paint chips I could have? It would be lovely.

-zi.

Returning.

It's incredible how much a three-day weekend can change my attitude.
My roommate just walked in with his homemade didgeridoo of PVC pipe. He's making some interesting noises.
I really need to stop starting three different art projects at once and working on them at the same time.
I've got plenty of upcoming events on my calendar, and I'm pretty excited about it.
I'm ready to attack the remainder of the school year and get it over with.
I have a lot of work and thinking to do this week. I hope I can handle it all with having another mental breakdown by Thursday.