the bitter cold
i realize it should be fall, but what the fuck happened to our hot weather?
i dont mind rain at all, but its fucking cold waiting for the bus at night, im wearing 2 shirts and 2 sweaters and still cold.
and then i was so cold and tired i got on the first bus that came - was not my bus at all, still got me to a stop near my house, (and i wasnt the only one who got on the wrong bus, another person did too) and then i did the seemingly large hike home. (seemingly because ive been up since 6 am and at school for most of the day and using up the remainder of my energy for the remainder of the day)
all of this would have been ok if it wasnt so cold. i would be as bitter.
p.s. i also got put into the wrong type of english - english 100 (a requirement for my programme) that is directed towards music students.....i'm not a music student, i paint, i dont sing. my final paper is on an opera i am going to go and see. i feel - no wait - i mostly am the outcast in my class, with only a couple other non-music students, but at least they arent covered in paint. but there is a silver lining, at least i wont be bored out of my sanity. it should prove to be interesting.
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