My computer is dead. I don’t mean in an irreparable, I’m panicking kind of way, I mean in the battery isn’t charged, but I’m still kind of panicking kind of way. Paul’s dumb ass cat creed though my power cord this weekend, an my computer’s been dead for two days. F. M. L.

WHEN WE’VE BEEN IN CLASS OR FIVE WEEKS NOW, RESPECT THE SEATING ARRANGEMENT THAT HAS NATURALLY OCCURRED. There’s this one idiot frat guy who added into the class a week late and who has taken my seat a random three days in the semester, and today was one of those days. It pisses me off, because when he does this, I have to sit in a left handed desk, and I’m right handed. F. M. L.

And people from our music just don’t take me seriously anymore. Don’t take me seriously at all, and are so condescending. Think of my music department as Harvard, and I’m Elle Woods, and the percussion studio is Warner (before he/they actually realized how awesome I/Elle is and want me/her). I love Elle Woods, but not being seen as professional sucks ass.

And I’ve gained five pounds. I mean, I still fit in everything, but I can feel t and can tell I have gained, and I don’t like it.

But today’s actually been a good day, I just needed to whing for a minute - headed to lunch with Paul for mall food and white pants!