Initially, my biggest excitement about going to college was that you could go to the bathroom whenever you want. I told this to Jace who was graduated when I was going into Senior year of highschool. He agreed with me, and also appreciated how good Mac n' Cheese was. He had a job where he could eat as many Nabisco Oreos as he wanted. He worked from 3 am on and got off early during the day. I ended up in a similar position to Jace. I got to eat as many Oreos as I wanted, and I worked from 11pm to 7am. We both got tired of Oreos, but he went on a Mission to who-knows-where for the LDS church and I started working for the bank instead of the hospital.
Nowadays I encourage my brother that in college you get to go to the bathroom whenever you want, and you also can get V8 out of the vending machines. It's a good deal, I guess.

I conditioned my hair for the first time today since January. Swimming a lot made it fried, sort of. So I had to.

Okay. So in conclusion, today I decided that its okay to give up sometimes. AS IN, its okay to not take your bass home, thinking you'll practice. It's okay that you know deep down that you won't practice. Its okay to admit to Alex, when he writes home, that you haven't been very faithful with your scales. And, it's okay to wear the same socks two days in a row.
And its okay to eat potato chips.
And its alright to admit you have an addiction to Starbucks. There are many like you.