I am not that great at deciphering meaning behind words. Check my English grades. Nonetheless, I have eighties songs playing, thinking that there is some true meaning behind each melodic beat.

Speaking of which, Marisol and I went to the Bearcade today. To our surprise, they actually had Dance Dance Revolution. 3rd mix. (Alan, that's another reason to come!) And there weren't that many people watching. However, Marisol and I just had lunch...and we didn't want to take the risk. Hehe, Marisol thought it was too dangerous. I thought I needed a nap.

Somehow I missed Tram at 11:30 am. I was fifteen minutes late because I forgot where to turn in my cs homework. I wandered around Soda Hall for a good fifteen minutes until finally stumbling upon a familiar room. There is too much diligence attached with that homework though--Bongo burgers, people, procrastination...and who knows what else.

I had went to sleep at 2 am and woke up at 3:25 am when my roommate returned. Then I couldn't go to sleep. The temperature of the room (high) wasn't the only thing keeping me awake though. Eventually, at 6:40 am, I jerked awake in sudden sweat. No alarm needed either. For the first time ever, I decided to take a shower in the morning. Surprisingly though, it didn't refresh me as much as I thought it would. However, I enjoyed the feeling of cold hair as I walked to class.

Some say love...