Paranoia

is an amazing thing. I just noticed that a light is on in my roommate's room and now I'm freaking out about it, wondering if it's always been on or if someone's been in here and turned it on for some reason. Maybe it turns on naturally, but I could have sworn she left for the week to go back home during spring break. The only thing that makes it even more perfect is the fact its a reddish orange light and I can see it under her door.

So much for being able to sleep tonight like I wanted to.

"If you want to live a happy life, tie it to a goal, not to people or things." (Albert Einstein)