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Trying to make the most of my time. My schedule is so crazy these days. All I ever want to do is sleep. My priorities are school, my health: eating right and exercising, reading, keeping up with the news, taking advantages of all the cool programs on campus, staying in contact with loved ones, and then there's the thing that forces you to comply: sleep. The oppressive force that has temporary and few antidotes. The vastly praised brown god of wide-eyedness being one of them. My favorite: the White mocha Javalanche. At four dollars and twenty one cents each, the frequently utilized study aid is rapidly eating away at my Bevo Bucks (my UT language is ridiculous.) Then, there's writing in my blog! Keeping my commenters updated on my worries and general thoughts. This past weekend I enjoyed my dorm room for the first time in my life at college. I was by myself. I got to listen to trance, walk around in my underwear, not have television screaming at me to leave, and extend my constitutional right to free speech. I got really scared today. I had a preminision that after listening to my roommate watch a couple minutes of 1950's actresses, who by the way do nothing but whine while trying to prove their skill equivalence to men, I bursted "SHUT UP" to her TV. My roommate has planted a seed of hate within me for black and white films. Coupled with my nice weekend of silence was the pursuance of a good deed. I walked in the Susan G. Komen 5k walk for breast cancer. Tomorrow my class is cancelled; now, isn't that nice? My eight o'clock class is cancelled. You don't understand how happy I am.