So, lately I seem to have lost my zeal for blogging. Not that I haven't had things going on in my life, in fact, the problem is more of the opposite, too many things are happening. I can't keep up.
Last week as I left my class I came out to a perfectly crisp, half circle, seven color rainbow... that ended right above jamba juice. Quality advertising? I think so.
Rainbows never cease to remind me that life is wonderful and I should be happy to be in it.
But you know what? Storms happen sometimes. And I always love it when they do. Something about impending destruction is exciting and enthralling. And sometimes after storms, there are rainbows. So, basically what we learned is that I'm going to stress myself to no end leading up to the event, be worried sick through the whole thing, and afterwards I'll probably feel relieved. Good day for everyone. Because you know what? All this will permanently convince me that he really is a jerk and I don't need to worry about it anymore. Because he is. And I don't. So... good day for everyone.
Also I need a costume. Hallowe'en is hard.