the way we all sabotage
our very own peace of mind.
Tonight I went to GADS for the first time since school started back. It was nice. It was weird. I feel like so many people are gone this semester, or I’m not friends with anymore. Or I don’t see because I don’t live on campus. Gads strangely reinforced that. But I’m okay with the changes. I kind of even like them.
My linguistics teacher went over the sentence types in the English language in about 20 minutes and it made more sense to me than what I attempted to learn all summer. Difference between human interaction and a textbook I didn’t read, I suppose.
I can’t find my cheetah sunglasses.
I left my candle burner thing on in my room all night while I was out, now it overwhelmingly smells like butterscotch. Which is delicious, but makes me hungry.
I have German to do, but I’m too lazy and I don’t want to.
Lady Gaga is coming to Nashville in March and I WILL be there.
Tomorrow I am going to build a bookshelf. And by build, I mean put together. And put all the things that belong on my walls, on my walls. And hang up all my clothes. And be productive. I can’t wait.
I think that’s all for tonight.
Oh. I haven’t been to Spencer’s yet. I’ve been to Starbucks every day, and Spencer’s none. I feel like I’m cheating on them. So I need to go soon. I’m missing my dirty hippies. Mmm so yeah.