So why do I go to sleep with a smile on my face nowadays?

I have been spending extravagant time in the computer lab. Lydia's sister had warned me more than two years ago about majoring in computer science. She was a senior in UC Davis. "Be ready to have no life," she kept saying. At that time, I had no life, and had expected never have to one. Sometimes, expectations are never met.

Becky and I were bouncing around Soda again...and we found a third member to add to our group. Boris. The guy who had last year on the first day of discussion adamantly called me "shy girl". Long story. To say the least, I was insulted, but then it was my fault...for laughing and being unable to speak. Before enduring the six straight hours attempting to work on the project (well, I started around 7), Becky and I began lamenting about the futility of school. Despite the fact that she's n EECS and is set in life...and me in CS, constantly worrying if I'll ever get that 3.5 gpa required for the major...we pessimistically decided that we were going to bleed to death by the end of this semester. One word: Hilfiger.
This man with barely enough hair to cover his head represented all that was ridiculously hard about computer science.

He's tall too.

It's one of those deja vu moments, because I remember thinking this exact thought last year. Things are getting better for me. And indeed, the only way I can go now...is up.