Early Morning Blues

Don't be misled, the title of this post is solely based on the fact that I'm listening to John Mayer at 1:22 in the morning. "Who says" is currently playing. Chatting with Hannah and Gentry on Facebook after a long night with Jenn, Melissa, and Warren and then Caitlin and her roommates. At Jenn's we made cream-cheese chicken enchiladas, Spanish rice, cut up fruit and corn bread muffins. Super good. The grape Koolaid was...an interesting addition.

Then at Caitlin's I watched Gilmore Girls for pretty much the first time, and it's actually really funny. I met the other girls from the apartment, they seem really cool! I hope I spend more time over there this semester.

Speaking of this semester. I have advanced composition for French, Italian 201, Bio100, BOM122, and Writing 150. Lots of writing. A third of it in two other languages. I already screw up some spoken stuff, so hopefully I can keep it straight on paper.

Already too much homework for tomorrow and Tuesday. Not looking forward to the rest of the semester. BUT I'm done in April, which is awesome. Then I'll find out about my internship, and then (hopefully) I'll have a five month summer, leave in October and spend the school year in France.

I'm glad to have to have a day off tomorrow. One of two for the whole semester: wttfff. So it's like, a month straight until my next day off, and then two months straight after that. Yikes. It's crazy to think I'm halfway done though...

I realized that I don't have a best friend about my junior year of high school. Then I realized that jumping from place to place every year probably doesn't help. Central last year, BYU this year, France next year, who knows where I'll graduate from. It kindof sucks. I have all these friends who have their best friends and I watch all these movies where everyone has a best friend and blah blah blah. I really only have a lot of people I can call friends and close friends. But I don't have that 'best friend' and I really wish I did.

Anyway. I don't have much more to ramble about. No one is even following this blog haha.

How funny, the end of this post ended up making sense with the title.

Ramblin' Man is a little lonely.