We don't take into account how beautiful the world is because we're so busy, occupied in our own little bubbles. Just this morning, I was complaining that it was cold and rainy and didn't notice how good it smelled. I didn't stop because I almost missed the bus and made my day a million times worse.
Today was okay. (I had almost missed the bus, ran out of the house wearing a sweater while it was raining, my school was cold, I had a math test--but we got to do it in pairs so I didn't fail--social was boring because we just had an election yesterday and that's all we learned about and then I went to work in the Student Office--where there was nothing to do.
But, it's sunny now, and I'm home and I have no homework. So things are okay. I just want to get through this week already.
Random Point of Interest: I have yet to meet the boy next door. I shouldn't be so excited, should I?
Song of the Moment: Drive by Incubus
