Do I love writing...or what? Somehow, my childhood love of writing has come back. I used to spend hours and hours writing stories. Well, at least the hours that my parents allowed me to stay awake. (When I was eight years old, I went to bed at 7 PM...ah, those were the days!!!) Somehow, my overactive imagination has returned. Perhaps, I'll try to write something...something...literary. Hah. Well, I better write my English essay (on solitude!!!!) first.

I am no longer sick, by the way. Yes, a seven hour bed rest (and unfortunately being late for my first lecture) cured me of all evil.

It was so funny today though. Before my afternoon English class, Xing and I walked up to the second floor of Wheeler Hall. Her class hadn't started so I decided (and to drag Xing along) to see if my other friends were in their class. I saw Alston and three other girls sitting on the stairs. We chatted for a bit. Then as I was leaving, Alston exclaimed that he couldn't make it for lunch or dinner this weekend. Hmmm...okay, not during the weekdays either? However, as we walked back to our classes, Xing gave me the weirdest smile and pushed me, "You like him, don't you?!?!!!"
I burst out laughing. Couldn't help it. Yes, Jenn liking anybody is not a very feasible thought. Or actually anybody really liking the hyperactive overimaginative emotional clown.
"You're in denial!!!!!!"
Somehow, it amused me for a bit. Xing was nice enough to drive me to my dorm. She has a car!!! And so that was the end of that day.

Psychology was suuuuure interesting though. Dr. Mangan kept rambling (lots of digression that is) during the entire lecture...and the entire discussion. Have to study for Thursday's midterm. :p