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I don't think we're going to be able to keep the rabbit a secret from Lauren for long. It's a little intense living with the RA under these circumstances; she'd probably MURDER us if she found out there's a rabbit living in our closet. Meagan's trying to find another home for him though.
He's such a sweet rabbit. It's like having a cat that hops. He's really quiet... when he needs to pee, he hops back into the closet and goes in the corner of his cage. Put him on your bed, he'll stick his head into your bedsheets like he's "burying" himsef... And you can flip him over and scratch his belly - he'll close his eyes and thump his foot. He nuzzles Meagan's hand a lot... he's SO CUTE. His name is Amadeus, the one-eared lab bunny. As in Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.
Autumn in Davis is so pretty. There are a lot of trees, and they turn all different pretty colors, and you can walk through heaps of bright yellow leaves... It looks like the stories I hear about autumn on the east coast. Frank says that some trees look like rainbows where he lives, and I've always wanted to see that.
My first independant act as an 18-year-old was to register for a class without consulting the parents about the field it was in. Yuh, I am 18. Now I can't tell people I'm a 17-year-old college chic and impress them with my jailbait minor age.
I'm going to a concert this Sunday... a classical concert, of course. Shut up. They're playing Mozart's "Jupiter" Symphony No. 41, and some of the Nutcracker pieces. The Mozart piece is going to be on my theory class final exam (and being a, quote-unquote, "music major" I get free tickets) so I feel that it'd be academically beneficial to go. As far as I know, I'm going alone, but it'd be great to find someone to go with.
I hope classical music doesn't bother Frank, because I WILL be begging to go to a concert when we're together, in the future. Or any live music, really.
I are off to bed now.
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