I want life in every word, to the extent that it's absurd.
I've got a large block of time between my classes today. Naturally, I'm passing the time by avoiding studying for the two imminent tests I have Friday. One in telecommunications and one in weather and climate. I abhor weather and climate, and cannot believe I was dumb enough to select it for my science requirement. There is a class about IDENTIFYING LANDFORMS, and I (in some brilliantly retarded moment) elected to take the course where one must calculate albedo and rotational patterns using trigonometry. X_X
I may hate the class, but I love this weather. I wait all year for it to get cold and it's finally COLD! Or at least chilly. The French have a better system of description for weather, they have a specific word- frais- for that "in-between" phase that is absolutely divine. Oh it's great.
I belong somewhere like London probably. Liking sweaters and jackets this much doesn't fit with living in Georgia well... but not wanting to pay for college, however, does. For now I will have to make the most of the amazing "frais" weather and wear my sweaters to the fullest.
And probably fail my test about it.
I may hate the class, but I love this weather. I wait all year for it to get cold and it's finally COLD! Or at least chilly. The French have a better system of description for weather, they have a specific word- frais- for that "in-between" phase that is absolutely divine. Oh it's great.
I belong somewhere like London probably. Liking sweaters and jackets this much doesn't fit with living in Georgia well... but not wanting to pay for college, however, does. For now I will have to make the most of the amazing "frais" weather and wear my sweaters to the fullest.
And probably fail my test about it.