There is a gun in my desk drawer.

Ok, so it's a water gun.

Festifall was today and I got a bunch of free stuff. I stopped at the Huron Hills table after my German class and hung out with Kat and Erin for a while. Then when I left there, I was walking down the sidewalk and I happened to look over my shoulder and see His House Christian Fellowship and I changed my course quickly and went to their table. The guy at the table was like, "Whoa, you just did an about-face there." I explained that my friend who goes to MSU got involved with HHCF and that she really likes it. He asked who she was and what year she was and what year I was and if I was involved with a group. I, of course, said that I was involved with Cru and then he mentioned someone who he was associated with at Cru whom I had heard of. He was really nice and if their thing wasn't on Wednesdays at the same time as Campus Band, I would probably check it out.

I tend to say "something like that" when I kind of disagree but want to avoid confrontation or I don't want to do in depth about my answer or if I can't commit fully to a yes.

Apparently the honors section that I am in for Linguistics has to do three extra homework assignments and a presentation. That really sucks. There are still 13 seats open in the class. Oh well. Maybe it will be ok. I don't know, my classes feel weird this semester. I need to make a three minute presentation about Bayern for German and I have to read a couple chapters of psych and some stuff. I really don't like homework.

My roommate might do a study abroad next semester. As long as I don't get stuck with a butt-face, I'll be fine with it.
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Ross called me last night and he said that Isaiah said that when he was in Dunham's last Saturday, he saw me on TV. It's possible... unlikely but possible... and it would be awesome if it's true. I guess I'll never know for sure.

"When eating an elephant, take one bite at a time."