Too long, perhaps. So long for me in fact that I have no more to say that I'm just tired, and confused, and optimistic still, but mainly just tired. But like the good kind, ya know? Like where you're happy with what you've done and how far you've come regardless of how far you have to go because nothing could phase you next with thoroughly tired you've become. Yea, like that.
I'm far behind on the things I should do, but I'll just stay up late tonight and listen to Matchbox Twenty and Jason Mraz then not get enough sleep, and work both jobs tomorrow, and come home and do it all again.
Scholarships and taxes are coming up soon. And the Class of 2017 (aka the year I graduate) Warren Wilson Facebook group should be posted soon. That'll be weird and cool at the same time, like all the other things already on the internet.
The more of this year that unfolds in front of the more I love it. Mainly, right now though because I don't have any finals. Kudos to all you college kids out there managing to keep your sanity.
Sunday I have off. Maybe then I'll go and buy a tree small enough to sit on the coffee table and dig out our homemade decorations and put it up. We have to put on the coffee table otherwise the dogs will eat it.
Speaking of, Christmas is 17 days away and already in some parts of the world 16.
In other news, my room is still freezing, the dogs love my sneakers now that I've started working in a deli, and I haven't had a decent meal in a while. Aunt Patti, where ya at?
I've started thinking about New Years Resolutions. I haven't come up with anything good.
I'm still not looking forward to the New Year.
I'm tired. Maybe next time I'll post some dumb pictures, I guess I had a lot more to say about nothing than I realized.
Ciao!