one.

David Cook makes me want to be a better person.
History is kicking my ass.
I took a picture today. It (did/did not) turn out how I visualized it.
It is my goal to marry Zachary Quinto. Or someone close enough. As long as it's not Eli Roth. Crazy isn't sexy.
Anna dubbed me Sleep Buddha during our shared insomniac moments. I wonder if I'll remember this tomorrow.
I really want sushi.

---------------
These are the kinds of things I will write about. Some people will care, or at least find the quirk endearing (I hope that's the word you employ, anyways.) Others will think I'm a boring waste of time. Still others will be all, "Ew David Cook/Yum Zachary Quinto/How dare ye insult Eli." To read or not to read. That is the question these reactions will help each hater/fangirl/crazy answer.

I just really want to start documenting things. I might be one of 3418734590.42 run-of-the-mill college students out there, but things like Sleep Buddha just shouldn't be left forgotten in a sleep-deprived haze. No, I don't know who the .42 is. It can be me if you want. I'm short.

I think I'm done.
Yup.

i took this for vis comm.
now i'm really done.