Busy

I am a busy little person. Well, not little. I'm not that short. My weekend was filled with work. Lots of homework and working until 3 pm at my job. I generally like my job, especially now that i received a promotion. But no matter how fun a job is, working on Saturdays is just not fun. I've already promised myself this is the last semester I ever do so. Saturday night I did go watch The Lion King with some friends, but I'd been doing homework up until the moment I left the apartment, and even then I left 30 minutes late trying to get more done.

This is what my life will be like all semester. I would not mind being busy except for one thing. One exceptionally sad and frustrating thing. Something I've been dreading since I started working. I almost got asked on a date. The key word there is almost. I was working. I would go into details, but I don't want to put that much detail online to be forever kept in the world wide web. It's something I'd rather forget the details of. All that's important is that he didn't change his mind or anything, it just didn't work out. I don't think he even knows I realized he was trying to ask me out, when I said I was working he said oh never mind. I have been waiting for this particular boy to ask me on a date for months now, so I will be annoyed if we never go on a date. Just one date, just one. I would be satisfied beyond satisfaction. I am an easily pleased person. One just okay date would make me sing to the heavens. I'm crossing my fingers. I would be okay if you crossed your fingers for me too.

We finally got some snow here, our first real snow this winter. Not nearly as much as the Pacific- North West, but some. In my hometown the power went down and it snowed for over 30 hours straight. I was glad to miss that, even though they did get out of school for two days. Our snow is already melting. For some strange reason it's just too warm here for snow, something that has never happened in Utah before. It's bizarre, but very few are complaining. Before coming to co

llege I don't think I realized how much time you spend out side just going between classes. I ride a bus onto campus so I don't have to walk there anymore, but even just walking between buildings means you have to be very aware of the weather and dress appropriately. In high school if you didn't dress warm enough or didn't bring a rain jacket when it rained you could survive. You'd only go outside before and after school and just be a little chilled inside the school. Now if you forget a rain jacket it's dooming yourself to a miserable day and probably a cold. I've learned to over prepare instead of risking this misery.

This isn't quite what I look like, but its how I feel some days. Have a good week and good luck with all your snow! Or lack of, either way.