Today

I woke up at around 8, after snoozing my alarm for literally (and I wish I were one of those people that use the word "literally" when they're actually not referring to anything literal at all)... an hour.
Finally made it out of bed, and unhappily waddled to the bathroom, where I stepped into the shower that was a few minutes later almost impossible to walk out from. It was cold. 36 degrees.
Freaked out about possibly having tuberculosis for 10 minutes.
Went to breakfast, where I pretended to do work and in actuality people(person)-watched as I had my untoasted bagel and really shitty coffee.
Went to class. Read for class. Went to class again. Went to another class.
Came to my room and wasted an hour doing god knows what, went to dinner, a meeting, and back to my room. Wasted another hour. Newspaper meeting, freezing walk back, 20 minute chat in stairwell because anywhere else means something more, back to wasting time.


And while that was probably the most boring and uninteresting thing that I have ever written, sometimes you just need to sit in front of the computer and write.