My momma told me there'd be days like this.

The next time I don't have class, I AM NOT making the mistake of coming in.

Christ was it cold. And wet. And windy.

I'm excited for Thanksgiving... a break means I can fall back into my old habits of musical indulgence. I will completely ignore all types of work that need to be finished, leaving them all for 3am Monday morning. That's the way I roll ;)

See this? That's my Christmas present to myself. Every piece of electronics my parents have ever purchased for me (read: 3 MP3 players) has gotten stolen. And they keep wanting to buy me more. How do I NOT feel guilty? So this year, I'm getting it myself. Mooching that much just isn't kosher...