October 19th, 2004

Neko (lofulah)

Mrf.

Tired. Yet feeling spazzy. It's uncomfortable. Probably a sign that I need exercise. Either that, or I'm just looking forward to having fully functional earphones again. I need to find solitude.

Mmm, aside from that, there isn't a lot of homework, although I'm just putting stuff off, really. I do believe I have a friend on my floor now, someone who studies (prospie? From someone's journal recently... Leigh's, I believe.) It's nice. And he's not like the obsessive, Ouqi-type, but much more gentle, but more or less withdrawn from being social, from what it seems. Who knows. I don't know him that well yet.

Mmm, oh, and to any PDP people who might be reading this journal, sorry for the harsh criticism of Waiting for Godot. It's really the combination of witnessing the massive amount of energy at Revival and the disappointment of not finding an equally large drama/theatre group here. To everyone else, while I'm too lazy to list the positive aspects to the production of the play, there were positive sides.
Neko (lofulah)

Mmm...

There appears to be some sort of sports game that everyone's following. It's rather silent in the hallways tonight (aside from the two or three odd girls that wandered around in towels earlier and called for a towel party... W..T..F..?).

[edit] Mmm, sounds like someone won.