Chronicle Number 24: Mutant Killer Attack Squirrels

Here I am, sitting here, on a bench outside of LeConte Hall. I'm hanging out, waiting for Collegium to start, and I have run out of things to do on the internet.

Yes. You read that right. I have run out of things to do on the internet. I used to think that was impossible, but as I sat here and gradually rummaged though all the sites I ever go to, and they became more and more, well, embarrassing, I realized there was one thing I haven't done in a long, long time. Write a blog.

I've been avoiding it. There comes a critical point at which it's a bit strange to pick something up after you have left it so long. Also, there is the little voice inside me, who is quite loudly insisting that I am a bad, bad person for not writing for so long.

I try to ignore this little voice. You see, you listen to the little voice (which disney tells you is what is truly in your heart), about blogs and everyone says it's okay, but that one time you listen to it about drawing mutant killer attack squirrels all over your roommates genetics homework, well then everyone is just looking at you like you're crazy.

Ahem. Right.

So much has happened in the past months, that it seems almost pointless to get it all down. I really only have about five more minutes to kill, so I'll be quick.

Went to Italy. AWESOME.

Worked a lot. NOT SO AWESOME.

Am back at school. A MIX OF AWESOME AND SUCK.

Classes seem to be going alright. I joined Collegium Musicum, a choir focusing on early work. I am alternatively terrified and elated.

There is a boyfriend. All of you should have already known that. Though I am no longer the intrepid teenage hero, because I am not a teen, I wonder- is he the intrepid teenage boyfriend? I am not a teen, but he is... In other news, I'm a puma.

I should head to East Campus, but I'll be back.

If I'm not, you know who to blame. (Mutant Killer Attack Squirrels!)