Again.

Dear blog,

I'm in my favorite place ever.  And I have two water bottles.  And a Snickers bar.  I don't really like Snickers, but it satisfies.  I'm sorry I haven't written here in such a long time.  Life has been busy. Or I have been distracted.  I am so excited for the future. As in this week and month and Christmas break.  That future.  I can't wait to go home, but I have so much exciting things to do before then. So I hope it doesn't come too soon. I guess I can wait.  Is it possible to rent rooms in the library and study in there? I would love to do that so I can get up and move around without worrying that someone will steal my computer. 

I stayed up late last night. It felt good. I am glad that my roommates are my roommates. And that my friends are my friends.  And that my family is my family.  On Thursday, I am going to a concert in SLC with M&M.  So stoked.  I was born to rage. 

I have some fun plans for Christmas break.  I need a new pair of shoes.  Fake Air Force One's.  For when I get my swag on at the clubs. 

I have been working on a paper for the last few days.  I am now almost done. And then it is time for finals.  But before finals, I want to connect with nature. I'm already excited for this weekend.  I really haven't been this stoked for a while.  Finally breaking out of the rut.  And now I'm rolling in the deep.  Adelle is a mom.  I don't know why people read this stuff.  Blogs are weird? I am listening to the band I will see on youtube.  I am going to go dressed like a hipster. Because I am one.  On the inside.  I am different. I am me.  I am curious.  I want to make a poem out of the letters in my name.

B rave
R acing mind
A ttempting the imposible
D aring to be something different, while being the same
Y our friend.


Sincerely