... it's been forever.... there's no one here to talk to.... i'm in a good mood... and I can.

Remember that one time when people still used xanga... it took me three tries to get my old password right

By the way... life in the real world is soooo much better than college.

I can't wait to leave this campus. The immaturity is starting to overwhelm me to the point that I am almost always upset about something that wouldn't have happened if people would just grow up.

Oh, and, I don't appreciate finding MY silverware that has been hidden in places other than the sink, drawer, or drying rack!!! Finding a spoon BENEATH the burner coil on my stove is NOT how I want to start my day. Not only did I have to turn off the burner and wait for another one to heat before I could finish cooking my food, the smell was so aweful that I thought I was burning the apartment building down. Now, I have a spoon in my stove that is too hot to remove and by the time it cools down, I'll be off to my next obligation... then it will happen all over again when my roommates try to cook lunch or dinner... and we're down another spoon - a utensil that is perpetually disappearing from our kitchen drawer.

I can't decide if that's worse than the KNIFE we found in the toaster or not... hmmm.. should I completely destroy my stove my melting a spoon into the burner... or risk death by electricution?

I suppose I'll have something to ponder (or something to distract me) as I go about my day.

Oh, and people, grow up.