I need to stop taking such long Sunday naps.

Sometimes I do this thing where I randomly stay up until three am.
No real reason I do this.
I'm actually quite tired.
These are some of my scattered thoughts today.
I like skype, but apparently not as much as my roomies do.
I want it to snow here. I'm in the Christmas spirit.
It's still eight degrees every day and I wear shorts though so I don't think snow is in the books.
No bueno.
It bothers me when people think I'm dumb.
Sometimes I am dumb though, but you can stop thinking it, thanks.
I like aprons.
I suddenly feel horrible for all the times I ditched my friends for my boyfriend in the past.
It's something everyone experiences I suppose.. 
but I sure liked it better when my roomies were single.
Sorry friends. Sorry for being lame sometimes.
I'm so happy I'm Canadian. Canada is lovely.
Do you know what else is lovely? New socks.
I hate finding a clothing article I like only to look at the price tag and realize how expensive it is.
I've stopped looking at price tags. Problem solved.
I like cookie dough better without chocolate chips.
I like cookie dough better than cookies.
I finally bought a chair for my room and I'm so happy.
I'm sitting in my chair right now.
I have a fetish for soft shirts. You know the ones with the material so light and thin and cozy that it makes you want to cuddle up. Yeah. I can't say no to a cozy shirt.
Boys are pigs, but you know what? Girls can be too. It goes both ways.
We need to all sort out our priorities.
I want a swing in my room. Or a hammock. I would make such good use of either of those.
Sometimes I think it's funny when people think I'm clueless about things but really I'm not.
I want to go sledding.
I don't believe in internet dating. Long distance, yes. Internet dating, no. 
I also do not like how many people get divorced. It makes me sad.
It makes me very hesitant about getting married in general.
Good thing I'm single. haha.
I really like being single I think. Life is all about me. 
I'm numero uno. 
I didn't mean for that to sound so selfish, it's just nice to have some time to figure myself out, ya know?
Not be defined by another person.
I like saying numero uno and numero dos. 
Sometimes I find ways I can sneak it into conversations.
Joshua Radin is my go-to music.
I love all of his music.
I want to buy some twinkle lights for my already cozy bedroom.
And I want to put the word dream on the wall.
Not that I need a reminder or anything. 
Speaking of dreams, have I ever mentioned how I have the most vivid dreams regularly?
Yeah. I'm a dreamer.
But really, doesn't this look fabulously cozy?

It's like I've been living life wrong. This will be my project next week. 
White lights in my room.
Well, rant over. I guess I will go to sleep now.


Hello, Governor!

I think I've learned patience pretty good over the past few years... I'm not saying I'm Queen Patience, by all means. Sometimes I am pretty sure I am less patient than I was when I was a toddler. Anyway, since Cody has been gone, I haven't known for sure when he is coming home. Just an estimation. And that has been fine. But now.. I'm going a bit crazy. You see, there are three potential dates for him to come home. He has said he might come home February 14th, March 1st, or March 22nd. Those dates might seem close to each other when in the scheme of things he has been gone for two years so whats another couple weeks here and there, but seriously? I'm going crazy. I have three countdowns.

95 days.
110 days.
131 days.

.. that 95 days is sure making me excited. It's such a tease. And when it was at 131 days, it was still making me excited. But now seeing a 95 days next to a 131 days, I am not sure I have ever felt more depressed about 131 days in my life. 

I am pretty sure he is doing this just to be a trickster. He's just going to show up at home one day. "Surprise! I'm home!"
Not cool. 
Scratch that... That would be freaking amazing. Now I not only have my hopes up for 95 days but my hopes are up for him showing up randomly unexpectedly. Like January. Or next week. Which isn't going to happen.

I guess in all reality, it isn't going to make a huge difference which of those days he comes home, because I live in Texas until April 22 anyway. 

So now that I've complained about not knowing when Cody is coming home for long enough, I am going to take a moment here to celebrate the fact that I graduate so soon. And Cody is coming home so soon. Regardless of the fact that it is either 95 days or 110 days or 131 days, its not 700. or 600.. or even 200. 

Now, disregarding all of that. I took this lovely photo on October 12th. The day I skyped Justin Bieber. Okay so not really. But kind of. That is the day that my lovely best friend Steph skyped me from a Justin Bieber concert. That glowing blob in the middle of the screen is in fact Justin Bieber, in the flesh kind of. As you can see, I'm not excited about it at all.

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