Windy

I can hear the wind blowing outside my window, it sounds like a skidding car. My room is freezing, maybe I'm just freezing, I did just eat, my blood's no longer dispersed throughout my body.

Today was day one of semester two. I'm dumb for taking such hard classes, but pleased with myself still. I'll be writing papers and reading 50 pages a night for the next 4 months. Not into it.

Side track: My new first period (which is now B period) has three of us in it. Advanced writing workshop, and I'm awkwardly stuck with a genius and a good girl, and a paper due every week.

It feels like Friday which is stupid - because it is Tuesday and not close to Friday at all. I am just waiting for this week to end. 18 on Saturday. Milestone I guess. Super weird how all my life I dreamed of this age, I expressed my excitement with everyone around me about it.

I think that this dull end of winter weather has me down. I want sunshine, I want warmth, light breezes, windows down. Life will be more beautiful when it is less gloom-and-doom like.

I'm tired and I am leaving in bit to buy inside out junior mints for Keith and I, then heading to the barn, which will be cold and I don't even feel like going today at all.

Taking Reggie to a show in March, someone wants to look at him, this makes me really sad. Stripped of everything I love!

Kaiser layed in bed with me last night while I began a new book, it's called Her Last Death by Susanna Sonnenberg. I'm only 11 pages in so I don't know if it is good or not, but it's a true story which kind of twists my tummy into knots.