I woke up this morning with a hurting back. The futon I bought at a local store hasn't proved to be very comfortable. Though I do like how it smells of lavendar. I'm grateful that school is on break, but am a little anxious to be back. I like myself better when I'm working. And when there's no school, I don't feel the need to much of anything besides cleaning. And that can be done in a day's time. And my neighbor's are so loud sometimes, I heard something break yesterday. I hope no one was hurt. I think I ran into one of them in the hallway. There's an old vending machine on the first floor. His voice was that of the one who was yelling. His hair was a pretty shade of yellow. Like sunflowers. He kicked at the machine and swore at it for a bit before going back up the stairs. Luckily he didn't notice my staring. I hope... it was very rude of me, I should go apologize...

( Schedule, don't lose it. )