SoakingIn

Irony

I find it very ironic that I am writing a journal online to avoid doing a project about online addictions such as blogging.... Maybe it's just me though.

I have decided that I am weird, and not necessarily in a good way. I don't know, I say I just decided this but truth be told I'm sure I already knew it. Maybe people see it differently, and obviously it's not too bad cause there are at least a handful of people who like me, right? I don't know, today has been like a mini roller coaster. I haven't been depressed or anything but I did semi-crash. I was realllly excited when I was walking back from class because it was snowing. I adore snow, I feel pretty in snow, call me strange but I do. It's something with the snow in my hair, I can't explain it and I really don't want to try. Now though, I'm calm, almost tired, something along those lines. Meh, don't want to type but don't want to do homework.
Kelley and I have a girl coming tonight for SWE and she is going to stay with us over night. We thought it would be funny if we had a huge sleepover in our room that basically invloved a lot of guys sleeping on the floor, but then we decided that might be mean and she might feel uncomfortable. Hopefully this girl doesn't value sleep or quiet because she probably won't be getting either of them. Meh, typing a lot, I dont want to type a lot because that means there is a lot to read, although I doubt that many if any people read this.

More sometime later

posted by Anne @ 6:25 PM