i hate nights like these.
where the air is cold but quiet.
it makes my stomach and heart uneasy.
the moments where it feels like my feet will never hit the ground.
those moments come from nights like these.
i feel something bad is going to happen.
i want to be wrong.
-m

i need to be a redhead immediately

8:30 and i've yet to begin getting ready.
i've been starting to get that panic-y
feeling in the pit of my stomach when things
are going to go wrong.
it was my grandfathers birthday yesterday
i sent him a package of old man goodies.
A newsboy cap, slippers, and some argyle socks.
i tried to find a cardigan but my funds weren't sufficient.
i hope he likes it..
i put my dad's name on the card even though he had nothing to do with it.
i wish he cared more.
-m

i start wine studies and literature and composition tomorrow..
excited for the literature part because linquist is fun to look at which is my instructor..
i'm so tired from this weekend..
but it was fun..
wolfman was only okay..
i wanted it to be amazing but not so much..
it's storyline was kind of everywhere..
and i found myself trying to stay awake instead of at the edge of my seat..
ugh..
oh well..
-m