I've discovered that I am the opposite of a typical college student. I'm more productive if I wake up early, I've been eating healthier than at home, and as the week gets closer and closer to laundry day, I dress nicer and nicer. But my reasoning is that I only wear my nice stuff for nice occasions. And so, as I wear my every day clothes, I slowly dwindle down to only my fancy attire to wear. I'm the best dressed person in the laundry room when I finally am down to my last non-smelly article. It certainly garners me a few looks when I haul up the jeans and t-shirts whilst dressed to the nines.

I will never tire of my calculus professor's accent. Today, we were discussing cylinders, but of course he has to say it completely awkward. It comes out as "Cylon"-ders. Now, I think of Lucifer and humanity killing robots. Great. Oh, and he makes it even harder to focus during homework, when he throws in questions like these in between all the normal boring ones:

Bah.

Oh, and I'm really really excited about the next month or so. I've got big plans. Let's hope they work out for the best.

A final thought for the night: why do we have to sleep? Lying prone on a bed for six or seven hours unconscious really puts a damper on my productivity. There aren't enough hours in a day, and then I'm supposed to spend a third of them asleep? What is this absurdity? I mean, I understand that sleep recharges me, that it's the time when your body heals itself, but seriously, it's probably the biggest irritation in my life. More than homework or managing my money to survive the rest of the semester.Sleep is the bane of my existence.

But I should probably get some soon. Good night, I hope to have more to report in the future.

PS: Dinner was fun, Dad, I'm glad we managed to do it at least once this year. :)