It’s early. I’m sleepy. Headache. Luther Vandross is singing. My poptarts were kind of boring. Amber was so fun last night. Pastor Jenn. Hehehe. I don’t want to go to classes. Must resist urge to go back to bed. Must resist. Hark, I must decide what I’m going to wear today. Casual? Dressy? Casual. Denim. Doc Martens. Oh wait, I haven’t cleaned them and they have a tad bit of mud on them from my trek down to the creek. Vanessa Carlton is singing now. I have raspberry plum lip balm lying on my keyboard. I kind of like the taste of it. Ooh! My mom is fussing over her hair. My hair looks kind of funny right now. It’s all curly and just up on my head. Somewhat dorky looking to be honest. My toes are cold. Hmm. This blog post is a little weird. Not sure if I should post it. I want to go to St. Louis. I need to grow taller. Ewan MacGregor is singing now. I have exactly 55 minutes to get ready…and leave for my 9:00 class. I have Counseling Techniques at 9 and Dr. Mazak is so fun. OCP is at 10:00 w/ Dr. Kielmeyer and that’s an equally enjoyable class. My foot is asleep. *sigh* I stopped Ewan. He was okay, but I needed some Volare. (Pavarotti) Nevermind. It’s too early for that. JLC- Cathedrals! Yay. 101 days until I graduate. *rejoices* Only 45 minutes left to get ready. I better scoot.
Behave today.