What Have You Done Part 2

Other than my relationship with BBF, not much has gone on since I last blogged. I had a birthday, went down to Southern California, checked out a couple more colleges.

Now, normally my summers are roasting hot. It’s part of living in California. However, this summer was actually relatively cool. I was able to fall asleep without the fan on every night, and only went swimming maybe 4 times the entire summer instead of nearly every day. The weather was actually really nice and barable.

And then school started. Days 2-4 I came home from school to 102 degree weather. Since then the only time it dips down into the 70’s is probably before 8 in the morning. I’m roasting right now.

Next Topic: Analysis of end of relationship #1, and thoughts looking back on it.

Then you get to learn all about BBF!


Monday: Magic Arrows

Take Back the Blog Week is now commencing! Now… To talk about myself. Let’s start with the fact that I don’t like talking about myself. I’m I the only person who thinks that’s uncomfortable? Why don’t you get to know me by having an actual conversation with me, rather than playing 20 questions? I’m starting to wonder why I decided that Me was a good Monday topic, other than the fact that it starts with an M and I couldn’t think of anything else. What a wonderful way to start off this week. Posting a ramble. Ramble ramble ramble.

That was great, I know.

Random Factoid: I love the rain. Overcast days make me happy. I feel more energetic when the weather is like that than when it’s sunny.

November- Day 14

Alright, so more about yesterday while I try and warm my feet back up. Damn California and its lack of seasons. If it’s going to be cold and you’re going to call it winter, at least rain or snow.
For my second observation, I watched the elementary school get out for half an hour. With my best friend, I sat on a camping chair in the middle of my lawn, watching small children and writing about what clothes they were wearing. It was as creepy as it sounds. The best part, however, came towards the end when a school bus drove by. A boy, who was probably 6, who was sitting in the back of the bus stuck his hand out the window and flipped us off.
I’m having another one of those frustrated days. I’m just tired of so many things. If we could move right now I would not have a problem with it.