today in the middle of a lecture i awkwardly remembered that i needed to balance my checkbook. so, naturally, i pulled out the register and started crunching numbers, while the blonde girl next to me stared like she'd never even seen something like that happen in her life. she probably never had to think about her money and how it was all going to gasoline and burritos and other more important things. i'd be jealous of her except what is she going to do when she lives away from home? hmm.

my eyes don't want to see anymore. my legs want to run (and also to wear shorts). is it ever going to be that time when this semester is over and i can breathe again? this time last year i was probably at the same point with school, except there were never any windows involved. at least now i can look at the sun and always be happy about it. daydream about the day it is warm and we go on at least 5 vacations to nowhere or everywhere. ride bikes for 12 miles looking for a lake that never shows up. sit in the grass and just smile a lot. i have dreams of that, usually.