I think I'd like mornings a lot more if they didn't have to happen so early.

I am seriously considering going to see Inception again when I get out of class. Though probably I should instead use that time to like, write. Or do homework.

I know, I know; my life, so hard.

The weather has officially gone from, "Jesus, I'm glad I grabbed a hoodie" to "Holy shit, how it is 77 degrees at 8:30 in the morning?"

And if you are asking, "... ok, but why is Nichole up at 8:30 on a Saturday morning anyway?"

Well. You are not alone.

::glares at the world and the sunshine and the MORNING::