Kirkland House, 8:03 pm

Ok, everyone, I have an announcement. I...have begun...to write.

*Crickets sound all around me*

Not that I've never written before, but...somehow I think this is different. Oh, it will be quite different. So different that I might even finish it, which would be the most different thing about any of my writing. Sigh...

In other news....

Today after classes, Sheema and I stood in our common room, staring into the leering face of Glinda, the flying cockroach. You may think that Glinda is your average flying fiend, but trust me -- she is not. She's a prima donna, complete with a Park Place address and a cigarette a la Humphrey Bogart. She enjoys dust bunnies with tattoos, pizza, and long walks on the ceiling, out of reach of our stomping shoes. Oh yeah, and she basically has a forcefield for a body. I am completely disgusted.

As my days at Harvard grow numbered, I am reminded of all the things that I have to do before I leave. Two papers, due one week from today. Lots of shopping, visiting, etc. Lots of unmentionables. Trying to get excited for school and all that. Ha. Haha. Hahaha. Ok, sorry.

I wonder how I'm going to do all my writing with all the stuff I have to do this crazy senior year. Oh! I know! Procrastinate on everything else! Eh...probably not the best thing to declare. But my year's going to be completely wonky if I don't have something other than schoolwork to concentrate on. Puh.

Hey, has anyone read any really good books lately that they'd care to recommend and/or lend to me? Me like books. Me want books. *grunts and points* I can really see by this blog that my writing skills are positively amazing. What pride and confidence I am filled with!

I think I have said quite enough today without actually saying anything, so, after all, I bid you all adieu. Wow. Why did I just say that? I need medication. Or a Flintstone vitamin.

Natalie