Feelings Unidentified
"Help me if you can. It's just that this is not the way I'm wired..."
Why was it snowing yesterday? Eh? EH?! Why can't it be sixty-ish forever? I hate cold weather and I hate too-hot weather; I think weather in general sucks. Give me thunderstorms and mild temperatures, and I'll be set for life. I love a good storm -- there's nothing like it in the world. Especially when listening to it through a window thrown wide open...or when walking through it at twilight. I think I'll stop a minute now and dreamily recall such storms.
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Alright. Done. Tossed back into the chaotic whirlwind of college and those few remaining days I have here. You know, I'm not entirely sure I want to leave. I love having my own room, love being able to go about and do whatever I want (whenever I want) -- and I adore having people over whenever the mood strikes. Hoo yeah. Haven't heard back yet from my sister or my mom even though I emailed them yesterday and last night, respectively. Hmm. I smell bratwurst. Where the hell is it coming from...? Anyway, yeah. Haven't heard back from them yet, and I'd really LIKE to, seeing as how I need them to move out next Thursday. Apparently I'm going home this weekend (DAMMIT!) because my family has a Mother's Day thing planned. Eugh. I really would have rather stayed here, but it was my grandma who called (aww), and I couldn't say no to her, now could I?
In other news...well...there isn't any news, I guess. There's some loud moron sitting next to me. Wanted to run out of the PSC in a panic when having lunch because Nathan left me with Greg (that wasn't so bad) and then like, fifteen of Greg's friends stopped by -- and two of them sat with us. I am so deathly afraid of new people. I was actually too terrified to get up and leave because I didn't want anybody to pay attention to me. Instead, I buried myself in a book and attempted to ignore their insane amounts of stupidity that flowed across the table. And while we're on the topic, I have to say that I loathe a certain poetry-subject prig. Hah. That's his new nickname, by the way. Oy. I have a headache now.
Why was it snowing yesterday? Eh? EH?! Why can't it be sixty-ish forever? I hate cold weather and I hate too-hot weather; I think weather in general sucks. Give me thunderstorms and mild temperatures, and I'll be set for life. I love a good storm -- there's nothing like it in the world. Especially when listening to it through a window thrown wide open...or when walking through it at twilight. I think I'll stop a minute now and dreamily recall such storms.
...
Alright. Done. Tossed back into the chaotic whirlwind of college and those few remaining days I have here. You know, I'm not entirely sure I want to leave. I love having my own room, love being able to go about and do whatever I want (whenever I want) -- and I adore having people over whenever the mood strikes. Hoo yeah. Haven't heard back yet from my sister or my mom even though I emailed them yesterday and last night, respectively. Hmm. I smell bratwurst. Where the hell is it coming from...? Anyway, yeah. Haven't heard back from them yet, and I'd really LIKE to, seeing as how I need them to move out next Thursday. Apparently I'm going home this weekend (DAMMIT!) because my family has a Mother's Day thing planned. Eugh. I really would have rather stayed here, but it was my grandma who called (aww), and I couldn't say no to her, now could I?
In other news...well...there isn't any news, I guess. There's some loud moron sitting next to me. Wanted to run out of the PSC in a panic when having lunch because Nathan left me with Greg (that wasn't so bad) and then like, fifteen of Greg's friends stopped by -- and two of them sat with us. I am so deathly afraid of new people. I was actually too terrified to get up and leave because I didn't want anybody to pay attention to me. Instead, I buried myself in a book and attempted to ignore their insane amounts of stupidity that flowed across the table. And while we're on the topic, I have to say that I loathe a certain poetry-subject prig. Hah. That's his new nickname, by the way. Oy. I have a headache now.
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