It’s already past 4AM and I’m still rather awake for someone that usually naps and sleeps early. I would think that by not getting the kind of sleep I wanted during school, I’d be more willing to sleep now that I’m home and don’t need to do any schoolwork. I just don’t make sense, man…

If I were ballsy enough, I’d dye my hair with some unnatural colors. Really, I think it looks so bomb.com. Right now I’m considering throwing in some temporary faint pink somewhere in my hair. Now, if I were REALLY ballsy, I’d shave my head and wear wigs all the time. Wearing wigs means I’d never have to commit to one style/color, I wouldn’t take so much time to get ready and out, and I’d always be able to see what my “hair” looks like from the back! I think wigs would make life a little bit easier.
Oh, Nicki, I wanna be just like you! If not, I’d like your wigs, your new MAC lip stick, and your hubby. 

No, I do not like how my first quarter grades look. No, I don’t mind taking a class I’ve already passed again to raise my GPA. Yes, finishing in four years would be nice but I just wanna leave college satisfied with the work I did. I think love, marriage, and kids can wait for my career to take off if I’m meant to have those blessings.

Today my mommy asked if I had a “special friend.” I told her no and that I only have an interest, not just a rebound like last time. She then asked me about the kind of hubby I would like for older-me. I replied saying that I just want someone that’ll keep it real and still be down for my love when I’m old, fat, and wrinkly; a homie, lover, friend I guess. Then, my mommy smiled and said, “HA HA, I HAVE YOUR DADDY.” Thanks, ma…

I wanna snuggle. I wanna crash someone else’s suite and watch their TV. I wanna have an impromptu nail painting party. I wanna watch Jersey Shore and quote it the next day. I wanna wave to random people going to the dining hall. I wanna talk about dropping out and marrying rich. I wanna rant while stuffing my face with Nutella and almonds. I wanna lay in bed and talk about everything. I wanna walk a good mile or two around campus to meet with people for a food run. I wanna talk to someone while I’m showering. I wanna pace around my suite and in the hallway just to think without being asked what I’m doing. I wanna walk around sans clothes like I’ve lived there for forever. I wanna shrink-wrap something. I wanna run into people and ask them how they’re getting home for the weekend. I wanna go trespassing. I wanna meet people majoring in fields that’d make me kill myself. I miss my roomies/suitemates, my lovely peacocks!!!

My new-found appreciation of hypebeasts geeks me out. It’s not good, not good at all. The one hypebeast I’ve met on campus isn’t even that pretty but his brightly colored clothes always catch my eye. I hope he doesn’t think I’m jocking on his dick or anything. I also hope nobody has told him that my real name isn’t Cathy.

I didn’t go to the midnight premiere of Tron like I had hoped to but being ambushed by good friends to go shopping is just as good, if not better! It was nice to roll out of bed, brush my teeth, and go catch up a little with the babies looking like a mess. We’ve all gone to do new things with new people but that just leaves us stories to tell each other. I love y’all!

This year is the first year I get to buy Christmas gifts with money I’ve earned from having a real job! I’m so glad that the people I’ve already given their gifts to liked them because I especially loved buying them. I’m even more joyous because I managed to get nice gifts for my loved ones and donate some good money to some of the new charities I’ve come across. Miso happy!!!