It's strange, but I'm really looking forward to classes starting next week. I know, I need to be detained and my brain examined, so they can see what strange deviance there is in my mutant brain.
I heard the scratching again last night. Maybe it's not being my roomie trying to act like a sexy catgirl--she was out last night with some of her friends. Maybe we have mice, or something.
God, I hope it's not mice. I am such a wuss when it comes to traps.