Eighty. degrees.
In February.
In-freaking-sane.
I have been so miserable, hot and sweaty because Campbell refuses to turn on the air conditioning until, like, Easter, so even when I turn the little knob tthing in my room all the way to Cool, I still have hot air. So it's really not cool. It makes me feel bad for all the people who live without air conditioning every day.
On top of that, every few days it switches between 60s/70s and 30/40s, which is totally not good for me because all these changes in weather are screwing with my sinuses. Mother Nature, get your act together! And if this warm winter means we're going to have an extra-hot summer, I'm going to cry. Just sayin'.
In other news, YAY FRIDAY. Friday means I get approximately 70 hours where I don't have to deal with people unless I actually want to deal with them. I got to have dinner with Elizabeth, which is always a good time. It's apparently become a habit of ours that we go to Starbucks every time we have dinner. I know, I know, why did I want hot chocolate when it's so blasted hot outside? I have no idea, truth be told. I'm an enigma.
I have three, or probably four tests next week. And then I go home. Aside from the fact that home means off this campus, Mom, Blake, and Blake's birthday (whoa baby that child is going to be TWO in a week and a half!), I'm not terribly excited about either.
Good night world. If I don't come back tomorrow, it's because I've melted in this heat.
I'd rather be cold.
Ugh about the heat. 80 is CRAZY for Feb! Sorry for pretty much ignoring you this week- it's been madly busy at school, which I know isn't much of an excuse, but it's the best I've got.
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