Is this the real life? Is this just fantasy?
It's quarter to eleven at night.
I'm sitting alone in the empty study lounge listening to my ipod, drinking a monster, and eating starbursts that have an aftertaste that resembles wax.
I should be reading The Cave. A.K.A. An incredibly boring book I'd rather not read.
I should be doing the FAFSA but I have all afternoon tomorrow to get frusterated with it and then let off steam at Ceasarland for Pietak's birthday.
I should be doing my linguistics homework. No excuse.
I'll at least read after this.
I'm wearing Mario's collared shirt because it was just sitting on my floor and I was cold.
Bonus: It smells like him and he is the kind of man that smells good all the time.
I always eat the red starbursts first because I like them least.
This wax-osity really is dissappointing.
So I'm looking high and low for a green hoodie.
Not aqua or light green or bright green.
Kelly green or olive green or something in between.
I looked online today... NOTHING.
I looked at the mall yesterday... nothing... but I did get five fabulous pairs of PINK panties.
I'm wearing a pair now. Cheeky hipsters that are white with pink, red, orange, and yellow stars.
Cute underwear make you feel cute.
So like I said tomorrow I'm going out with favorites and then there's jazz.
And Friday I go home because I need help with the FAFSA... not fun
and because I want to see my brother
and Riley. I'm going to help her pick out fabric for her prom dress.
Hopefully I can get back to Canton in time to go to the school and see Mr. Read slash Mr. Lennington.
Oh yeah and I'm going to Chicago for three days and two nights to kick off my spring break. SO EFFING EXCITED!
Dear Mattie,
READ NOW.
Love,
Mattie