The Regime

=] I vacuumed my room feeling like a villain destroying all the dust-bunnies under my bed and all four corners of the room after class last night. Actually, what I thought about while swiveling around my yellow vacuum cleaner was my mom. Only mama would vacuum the house at the most oddest time of day. And I caught myself turning to be like her...which I absolutely don't mind at all.

I switched my furnitures around and now I have my bed facing the TV. No more awkwardly positioning myself to watch reruns of Law and Order. My room looks a little less spacious, a little less empty, and more cozy. Psychologically, it helps with my "new-beginning-change-but-still-the-same" regime

Right now, I sit across the big windows across the Food Court after my Issues in Popular Music lecture, waiting for my friend. Music in Romantic Era at 8:30am tomorrow has me worried about waking up so early. I am not so much of an early bird. But 2 music classes to fulfill my culture and communications electives, 3 law classes and a philosophy of feminism class....it will be a fun semester!

So all the classes will basically polish up bits and pieces of feminism, musician and legal nerd me. 

Operation ULTIMATE "new-beginning-change-but-still-the-same" regime is going smoothly thus far.