Schizo California surprised me again with a rather sunny day. There was like no people on campus today so I indulged in my self-timer picture taking. I only had one class today and I should have been smart and just not have gone. But dear ole guilt poked me in the tush and urged me to be a good little girl and to go to class. I listened despite the fact that my friends had abandoned me for something better than a pscyh lecture (which I find to be impossible, because seriously, what is cooler than talking about stress and health?) Although I tried my hardest to stay awake and take notes, I ended up dozing off until my clipboard fell off my lap and made a loud embarrassing crashing sound. I decided to just stay awake and draw. It helped ease the pain of boredom. After class I took this random experiment that I have no idea what it was about. I think I was given subliminal messages because now I am craving Tide detergent for no particular reason. It's the holiday season. I'm happy.