LOVE

I love my life. Sunburned in the middle of September. I love St. George. That is all.

This Homework is Giving Me Shingles

I have a hard time with studying. I have been doing homework since noon and I am supposed to do it until BF gets off work at four. It is now 2:30 and I am over it. I blame the diet of chocolate covered raisins that I have been on since breakfast yesterday. I also blame the temperature in the library computer lab, which is normally at a comfortable "sitting by the fire, drinking ho cho" degrees. However, today it is at a chilling "I expect it to be freezing outside cause I can't feel my toes anymore, but I know it is September in St. George and will still be at least 100 outside so I feel all confused" degrees. Or maybe it is the fact that I am doing busy work that I know I won't be graded on so I am annoyed that I have to do it. Whatever it is, I can't focus anymore. I am half way finished though so that makes it OK to throw in the towel a couple hours early right? Right? Yes I think so. I'm going to go find that boy who plays his guitar and sings while walking to class and follow him around for a bit. I'd like to know his schedule.