Hello world, I exist now.

There it is. A card to tell me who I am and to legitimize my otherwise replaceable existence to civilized society. Funny how much a flimsy piece of plastic can signify. I'm elated, by the way, that after hours of meticulous grooming and fussing, that I still manage to look like a ridiculous steaming turd. I give up. Next time I go to take another identification photo, I'm just going to paint my skin green and liberty spike my locks. Then, at least, there will be no surprises.

Well my first week back at U.C.L.A. has come and gone. I don't believe I've ever been so exhausted in all the academic quarters that I've passed here. Each day seemed to span longer than 24 hours and every waking moment was spent agonizing about the perpetual state of fatigue that followed me around.

Fatigue of course, makes one susceptible to irrationality. It's safe to say that I mentally and emotionally exploded yesterday. A fitting end to my week.