get down to studyudyudy

Studying in the Harold B. Lee Library is just such a process. You have to gather all your laptop stuff together and find a place (stressful when there are cute boys and weirdos and classmates and efy friends and other randoms) and get all situated and ignore the dirty looks when you nosily unzip your backpack and set up your Nalgene and headphones and notebooks.

Sometimes I'm in the mood to get hit on and sometimes (i.e. today) I am not. I without fail ALWAYS see and meet the cutest boys when I literally look like a dump truck. Sorry I woke up early to get stuff done and didn't come back to my room until 9pm! I'm wearing my mom shoes, t-shirt and ponytail and OF COURSE I see this boy who I know who told me to go look up him on facebook and then he didn't accept my friend request (???) and up close he is just beautiful. And it is awkward.

shady's back

I've tried them all. Honestly.

But, I think I'm gonna head back to blogger for a teensy bit. I felt silly posting again on my blog from 2009; so I've made a new one. Fresh start!