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Maggie spent the night in my room last night, which made me realize all over again how grateful I am that I live alone. Not that Maggie was doing anything annoying at all; she was, in fact, just fine. It's just that I've gotten so used to hitting the snooze button on my alarm a good five or six times without having to worry about annoying a roommate, and naked time before and after my shower, and watching TV at 3 AM if I feel like it and... whatever. Living with Deborah last year really made me appreciate the joys of having my own space. That's why I'm willing to work the extra hours and do whatever I have to do to make sure I always have my own room. I'll be fine in the apartment next year-- I don't mind sharing common spaces like a living room or whatever, and the bathroom will sure as hell be a lot more private than what I have now. But I need to have my own space, a place to walk around naked and throw stuff on the floor and not have to worry about anyone except me tripping over it.

My horribly frustrating SciFi discussion is starting in ten minutes. Sigh. Time to go do other homework while trying to block out Stupid Blond Guy's incoherent babbling.

P.S. I don't really feel exanimate right now. I don't even know what that means. I just wanted to see what my little kitty icon guy looks like when it's "exanimate."

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"Melanie-- This is an excellent paper. You've done a terrific job of defining New Critical aspirations, and their inherent weaknesses. Great job." --final comments on my paper for Lit Crit, the hardest class EVER.

I was really worried about this paper. The prof is brilliant and the subject matter is unbelievably complex and difficult, and I'd never written a critical paper on criticism before and had no idea what to expect on this paper. Wow. I don't think I've ever been this excited to get an A before.

Ok, sorry about the bragging, but I'm really excited right now and no one's around to tell. So bear with me. Anyway, other good stuff happened today. I did well on my French paper and Shoshana surprised me in SciFi with a cute Valentine's Day package with lots of yummy candy (she somehow remembered my weakness for fruit mentos). And Stupid Blond Guy didn't say anything for the entire class! Woohoo!

I'm gonna go enjoy some goof-off time before I have to enter the real world of laundry and homework. Ciao.