am quite fascinated with the friendliness of my new school. random strangers on the streets, in the elevators, and around the classroom hallways would say 'hello, have a great day' ... others would even strike up conversations with you, and if they happen to have a great day, they would in turn rub off the greatness of day onto you, and you get to carry a big silly grin on face in the aftermath of encounter.

wonderful, i tell ya. always thought that chicagoans were snotty people - it turns out that the suburbanites are the snotty ones. or perhaps, it was just northwestern that was. or rather, evanstonians. whichever. just thought id mention the fascination.

am sick of smelling marker stench. currently trying to exude creativity on big mass of yellow paper for open house, but alas, creativity falling short, and thus, artwork didnt turn out quite as expected. granted, didnt think artwork was going to be all that compelling. but wishing that somehow fairy-god-creativity would have touched me with the wand. oh well.

found out that best friend back home is a big male slut :p predicted he would sleep with half the female population of kl, and he did. almost. debating whether i should congratulate him or smack him on the head for being promiscuous. decided to do neither. found out that i couldnt care less.

tonight, debating which house to sleep in. granted, ive already been shunned out of one, so maybe the choice is pretty obvious. but am craving to see movies and the forbidden lair would be the more logical choice. deciding later...