everything must begin somewhere...

and I guess it begins here. It's interesting how the beginning of one thing can spark so many other new beginnings. I mean, seriously, who could have ever guessed that I would join karate? Or clean my room on a regular basis? Do laundry?? What has happened to my life is, truly, pure madness. And as I sit here, eating a loaf of zucchini bread, I realize that most of it, in fact, has been pretty good. My roommate is definitely cool (I mean, what's more awesome than minoring in Russian?) and the people on my floor are all crazy cool as well. I get to eat lunch with people who discuss religion, politics, ninjas, and how to defy the rules of music downloading. If I ever want to play DDR, I only have to walk across the hallway.

However, I cannot say that my life feels entirely real yet. Perhaps paying that final bill for room and board will make it a little less imaginary :)

Or maybe getting a C on the comp/humanities paper could do the trick as well... However, let's try to avoid that situation for now. Yuck. Papers. Wish me luck...