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09/16/2002 entry: "9-5, sounds familiar"

So here I am, in the library's computer lab. Because I had an hour break between my computer science class and my community psych class. I got lunch and got my books, but I still had tons of time. So I came here to be online. I considered reading one of my textbooks to get started. Then I thought: Computers! Internet! Things I don't have to think about to do! And well, here I am. Like I said.

So far things have been fine. My room is nice and big. My roommate has been working out well. Aside from getting woken up a couple times, I slept fine. I'm not too annoyed by being woken up by someone else, because I don't get REALLY woken up. I'm conscious, but my eyes are still shut and I'm still half sleeping. So I roll over and ignore them and it's all good.

Plus, she left the TV on when she went to bed. She just turned down the volume. That's cool with me, I don't mind. It's just that I need something to look at for a while til my eyes get tired enough. Noise helps, but I hear enough of it from having the window open. That reminds me, I couldn't close the window this morning. I think we have to move a couple more things around before that can happen.

Well, I don't have much more time here. I'll probably leave in a few minutes to get to my next class. Psychologyyyy. My computer class was great, because I'm so eager to learn everything. Psych is usually good too. My last class should be the best, it's going to be Math music and art. Rock. Bye.