The Smell of Superman and Other Flying Things

Again, these are the things of movies.

My roommate and her friend came into the dorm today. Every time they come, it's a little surprising, since I hardly ever see them anymore (it has been the most glorious month of solitude!). They barged in, out of breath. It wasn't until she sputtered out (with deep inhales), "can you keep a secret?" that I noticed something was different. I assured her that I could, and it was then that the bundle in her arms caught my attention. Uh-oh. And, with context-clue certainty, a small puppy rolled out of the clothing. Seriously... does that ever happen in real life? People always say things like this only happen in the movies, but I am becoming more and more doubtful of that truth. Anyway, it was a cuteish dog... I want to say utterly adorable, but it's fur was slightly awkward. But a puppy is a puppy. And it is now in my dorm room. They only wanted to keep it there for a little, while the two of them had to come to the school for classes. They've arranged it so that one of them will be in the room at all times. I would be glad to watch it, however, I have a class, a desert party, and work. I'm booked until at least 7 tonight. They'll be gone by then. It's a shame.

Thanks to an English project, I now know more about Superman than I ever wanted to know. Seriously, I never realized how involved he was in my life. But whatever. I have been having these weird dreams about Peter Pan of late. I'm always thinking about Neverland... I think this might be a sign, some sort of window into my heart. I don't want these responsibilities. I just want to go to Neverland, stay young forever, and go on adventures. But honestly, who doesn't want that? Then again, I also have this desire to fulfill my dreams, which can only be achieved with age. And so I am at a conflict in my life. Yet, it can hardly be called a conflict, since there is only one real probable result. I have nothing else to say on the subject. I just wanted to bring it up.

I got a whiff of Jake cologne the other day. I got this wave of nostalgia. It was really nice.

And faster than a speeding bullet, I'm out.