the most interesting thing that happened this past weekend was that i bought two different kinds of bag cereal.  bag cereal is the "kinder" term used to describe those cereals that you find at the bottom of the aisle that are usually crushed through negligence or frustration.  i've noticed that they're slightly inferior to the boxed brands in texture; the bagged cereals are harder and make you do more work crushing the pieces with your teeth than the boxed brands.  i honestly don't know why this is, possibly different baking times... last year, during cold days, the windows on my twelfth floor crypt would fog up immensely, near the point where you could not see out them at all.  it was a dense cluster of freezing water or whatever else was on the window at the moment.  formed all sorts of crystalline patterns that were actually very nice to stare at for a few minutes.  at the time, i really hated the fact that my window would be completely frosted over, probably because i couldn't see out of it, and that window was one of my few glimpses into what people in the outside world were doing.  now, being all nostalgic, it seems like having a window like that would be quite pleasing; yet, i realize it would be nice only if i had the time to leisurely stare at it whenever i saw fit.  since i am in university, free time is something i don't tend to have much of-i'm either studying, doing homework, or wasting time online.  which brings me to the question, what was life like before the internet came around?  can you remember?  i can, but not extremely well.  i remember doing more things away from the computer and spending more time in my room, but not much else.  since at university my bedroom and the internet capable computer are combined into one unit (at home it's not like that) i think the two combined have a near monopoly on my free time.  at home, since the two are separate, i spend less time on the internet, and more in my room, reading, whatever.  then again, i have more free time whenever i'm at home, so i don't really pay attention to what takes up my time, since i have so much of it to give. one of the things i like most about this new apartment is the fact that it has a small wooden ledge coming off of the windowsill that i can place things on.  unfortunately, now that it is raining, water is seeping through the ceiling and dripping onto that windowsill, and everything i had there is irreparably wet. after a week of midterms, it seems that no matter how much i prepare, how much i study, how much i think i know, i only manage to get a B.  it's highly infuriating to someone who once thought they were smart, like me.  after second semester sophomore year of high school, i was smart.  i could answer anything you asked of me and that i had studied.  i don't know what was with me, but it was like that, i was intelligent without even really trying.  now, as i age, i become more and more ignorant, no matter what i do.  i've read books on increasing your intelligence, i've tried to become left-handed to utilize the other side of my brain, i've tried to take up new things with which to challenge my brain into thinking more critically, thinking "better."  i've begun to take vitamin supplements to see if that was the problem.  nothing works.  nothing.  so, there is only one solution: i am becoming more and more ignorant with time.  the material and exams are not necessarily becoming more difficult, so the obvious conclusion is that it is becoming more difficult for me to understand clearly whatever is going on.  first my webpage goes through the "charlie" effect from flowers for algernon.  now i'm going through the "charlie" effect.  what does one do when they go through this effect?  we follow charlie's example and die.