It's that time of year again.

Yes, that's right, Easter is about 2 weeks away, so it's time to celebrate properly by worshipping a big cute bunny who brings us chocolate and other unnecessarily unhealthy candies. That is the point of Easter, right? So I decided to look for some bunny pictures, to get us all in the holiday spirit!
Holy Hell! That can't possibly be a real picture? That thing is gigantic! ...

Aww, that's more like it. It's a baby! Which reminds me, I think Bambi and Thumper are now about 7 years old. So yeah, happy birthday bunnies, even though there's absolutely no point in me ever writing anything like this because they have no way of possibly understanding such a concept, and further would never see that I said it. But I thought I should throw it out there anyway.

So on that note, good night.

Rar.

I really haven't had much in the way of deep kinds of thoughts lately. At least not deep thoughts that anyone would really care to read about. Then again, not like most of what I do write about it really of any particular importance to anyone anyway. Regardless, I think school equals a perpetual state of feeling like busy-ness. I always feel like there's so much to do, and if I don't feel like that, I feel like I'm probably forgetting something that I should be doing. And usually, that's actually the case.

But who cares. Why should it stress me out? Does it really matter at all in the long run? There's no sense in making a big deal out of any of it. Relaxing and enjoying life is what's most important.

On that note, flag football playoff game tonight. Totally going to lose because we haven't played in 3 weeks, and we'll only have 4 people there, and I don't think any of us are in good enough shape to play a whole game all the way through. And plus, I'll be honest, we kind of suck. Looks like it's time for Big Nasty to have a breakout game and destroy everyone. Then move on to study mode to destroy another stupid polymers exam.

Wish me luck, yo.

Umm...

Ahh... erm.. What an unflattering picture. He looks like an old mummy or something. Is it possible to take a picture of someone while they're playing a sporting even without them looking awful? Please, no one ever take a picture of me while I have a ball in my hands.

Back in the swing of things.

Well... spring break was a good and enjoyable break from the hecticness of school. But it's back and in full swing, within about 2 minutes of getting back to Gainesville.

But now it's the home stretch, sort of. Just 7 straight weeks of craziness left, and I have a feeling it might be pretty non-stop.

Also, it occurs to me that I'm using an anology to baseball in all of this, and I probably should have put a baseball type of picture on this... but let's be honest, baseball is boring and no one actually likes it. That flower, on the other hand, totally kicks ass, and should be shown off. Thank you.

Stretch your head... deep into that nasty nasty.

I must say, rolling up into a ball like Sonic the Hedgehog is quite relaxing. I should do it more often. And on that note, that was a fun game. I miss the old Sega games. It's probably because I haven't played any video games in like 6 years or something, and I don't really see that changing anytime soon. But you know.

Only like 3-4ish more days until Spring Break! Yay!

TyranNOAHsaurus Rex?

Geeze... look at that beast! He's got the claws, and the fierce teeth and everything! Glad to see him back, he was greatly missed.

On that note, last night I saw a few stray Kentucky fans outside Gainesville Place. Their friends had ditched them and they were completely lost. I tried to help send them in the right direction. I honestly felt bad, I mean, the poor guys were lost at 3 in the morning in a town full of gators AND they had to have known they were going to lose in basketball too. Such a sad story.

Busy week ahead, and then a much needed break. Can't wait!

What's the deal?

Why do I keep getting sick? It's like I'm some kind of sinusoidal wave of health (such a dork...), and I don't like it. Although, then again, I'd rather be that than just always sick. Whatever, screw you, throat! Stop hurting already.