This is a picture of how I felt when I got off the plane yesterday. So much traveling. Except if I were really a black bear, I would have mauled the passive-aggressive guy sitting beside me who got mad because I didn't leap into the aisle immediately when the plane landed. "Are we going to wait for EVERYBODY to get off the plane before we stand up?" Clubbed by a bear claw. Conversation over. Common courtesy people. Just saying. Anyways. Now I'm back on campus and getting back into the swing of things. I'm still on Virginia time, which is great because by California time, my sleeping in is waking up early. Well, relatively early. I woke up at 8:45 today. That's not bad, right? right? ... It's a good start, at least. I honestly wasn't that jazzed to be back yesterday. I love Richmond and my family and friends....and Christmas....and holidays...and no school work. Must stop before I depress myself. But really. California is starting to pick up. I'll say one thing - California weather is infinitely superior to Virginia weather.
I'm working on having a positive attitude about things. Sometimes it's hard, and I only want to talk about things and people that annoy me. When did I become that person?
Six months and counting until I can come home again. I hope that sounds like a longer time than it actually turns out to be.
And one more thing. Any tips on how to avoid unwelcome hugs?
