After a harrowing week without my car, my brother finally brought it back to me, all fixed up again and ready to go. As I stuck my key into the ignition and twisted it in that oh-so-familiar way, I felt freedom seeping back into my veins. I can finally go places without asking people!

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Everything has been completely exhausting this week — I can’t understand how people were able to go to all the frat parties and things. I can’t even stay up past 2 AM sometimes. Bleh-ness! Yeah, I know, life sucks for me, huh. I’m a privilidged college student in a yuppy town who’s too tired to go to frat parties. Oh darn.

Unless you couldn’t tell — that was sarcasm.

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So, I’ve gotten two entries in the notebook that I carry around. I’ll post the first entries just to show you the stupid crap that goes through my mind:

Episode #1: A man walks by whistling “isn’t it romantic”, bringing back memories of ‘Sabrina’ the Audrey Hepburn movie.

Episode #2: People easily annoyed by others stupidities are often blind to their own shortcomings.

More to come.