Confession: Sometimes, when I’m walking to my room, I see someone walking down the hallway of the building directly opposite mine, and I want to be friends.

But now that I’m thinking about it, it seems like maybe they’re the anti-Shaunacy.

If you can’t tell my roommate is beatboxing in the background.

Post-class early morning swims in the leaf piles.

Every time I move I discover leaves stuck in a different place in my clothes.

It was worth it.

In the beginning, there were apples, and there was peanut butter, and there was post-football-didn’t-eat-enough-lunch hunger.

Problem: no knife to cut apples

Idea: Eat bite of apple, spoon peanut butter.

Result: peanut butter all over my desk.

Conclusion: Whole Foods peanut butter is disgusting. Must go in search of preservatives.

Rap updates get shorter when written at 1 am. Sorry.

For some reason this week I felt the need to turn my computer so you could get a view of a different part of my room.

Shaunacy gets published!

Please bear in mind the title isn’t mine…

Back in the day, I could study to music. I think this was because I got all my singing/paying attention to the music done when I was driving. But now I don’t drive. So the only time I ever listen to music is when I’m alone in my room, and if i’m alone in my room it’s probably because I have some intense homework I need to do. And suddenly I’ve found that if I try to read something to anything other than Sufjan Stevens my brain takes a little trip to LA-LA-LA-I-DON’T-KNOW-WHAT-I’M-READING land.

I don’t miss my car, but I miss my singing in the car time.

Also, today I volunteered at Equestrian Connections, which is a therapeutic riding place. I cleaned up after the fundraising party that they had just had, so I only got minor glimpses of horses. But I miss riding. I had no desire to do it at the point that I left home, or even since junior year really. But I miss my horse. Unfortunately I don’t have the kind of time to either volunteer or join the equestrian team (who as a side note were total bitches when I talked to them at the activities fair). But there you go.

I do in fact choose to stay in on a Saturday night and update my blog. You got a problem with that?