I'm going back to school on Sunday. In two days. I definitely don't have enough time in two days to get done what I wanted to get done during break. I haven't even had a hair cut!!! I don't have coke, I need more weed, and I haven't called: Trevor, Dennis, Ryan, Stacy, Shannon, or Amber; and I haven't partied with my sister, and I just haven't done enough! I didn't go skiiing, or sledding!!! Ah! Second semester is falling down on me like a black cloud!!!
Just kidding. Well, spring semester IS coming pretty quickly, but I decided I can handle it. (Don't be confused my my sudden maturity, I get these moments of absolute clarity every once in a while. I suppose this is what you call being realistic
) I don't want to feel all lost, and I've been alone most of this whole damn break, so I'm really screaming for some social activities. And I've pretty much gotten used to not partying 24/7. It ONLY took me... 4 months
. God, I'm so ready to move on past this emotional mess I've finally begun to entangle. I just want to keep on trucking, without turning back, without looking over my shoulder, without turning to dust!! Haha.
But really, by the time January hits, I'm always ready to give things a go. I feel more excited, fun, wild, all that. I suppose it's because I can already tell the sun is getting warmer, my birthday is coming up, and in two short months I'll be on a plane for NAPLES FLORIDA BABY! And summer is coming, right after spring, and JESUS DO I GET SPRING FEVER! I'm like a flower, or something, who hibernates in the winter. Of course, I'm usually beginning to pop up in the beginning of February (yay! Birthday!) and I'm in full bloom by April. God, I love April! And March, even! And May, and June, and July, and August, and September, and even the beginning of October. I guess I really am a summer girl. Not even that, I'm just a sun shine girl. I love long days, and lots of sun, and the sunset, and the sunrise, and everything. It's just making me GIDDY. It's like a natural drug! And of course, summer's even better WITH drugs
. I feel really goofy. It must have been that tanning. And the thought that in two months I'll be experiencing a week of summer, and then two months later it'll really be here. God I love May. I might love May more than any other month. Even more than June. No, they're equal. Jesus, I'm so pink I love everything!!!
(Sorry this was a pretty boring blog, just in case anyone feels like commenting on that, don't bother cause I already know
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