A) I'm never having Garden Salsa Sun Chips again.

B) To the guys playing basketball at Lilly and listening to Justin Bieber,

Please leave campus immediately.

C) Those sun chips were too much. I feel awful.

D) Facebook creeping should be an olympic sport.

E) So should sun chip eating. I will win the gold.

F) X-Men 3 was no where near as good as I remember, but that doesn't stop me from wanting to become a class 5 mutant.

I wrote this last semester for a writing prompt, and I found it today.

Sometimes, I like to pretend I’m not here. If I pretend that my life doesn’t exist for 30 seconds, two minutes, or three hours, then maybe I can get through another day. I imagine myself as someone else.

Really, my (real) life is just what happens in between my day dreams of imagining the unattainable. It's pathetic, and it's taking over, hardly without my realizing it.

You know it's been a rough semester when...

1) I start having nightmares about classes
2) And housing
3) And I can't stop listening to Jay-Z...

More to come, I'm sure.

Update: (April 7, 2010) This is a big one--

4) I find a DePauw frat guy to be attractive/gorgeous/downright sexy

What's happening to me??

Update: (April 25, 2010)

5) "Let's go to the pool and practice seeing how long we can hold each other's heads under the water."
6) I face-planted during my radio show.
7) I thought really, really hard about whether a car window was up or down. After deciding it was down, I tried to stick my hand out. I was met by the glass of the window. It was up.

Update: (May 2, 2010)

8) My grocery list ends with "...whatever else I need to survive" in all capital letters.

Update: (May 12, 2010)

9) Phone conversations are as follows:
Me: Hello?
Akanksha: I'm a suicide risk.