I wonder if this science homework will just take care of itself...
I listen to Ben Fold's and fall more head over heals for his voice
I question the last time I washed my hair
I stare at the clock, wondering if work will notice if I don't come in today
I dream of summer vacations and hiking till I become a pro
I worry of what the next semester holds for me
I wish that boy would freaking hold my hand already
I contemplate holding his hand first....
I weep over the fact I don't have midnight tickets to Harry Potter
I facebook stalk the cute boy who walked me home today. Yes Carson. Ask for my number because boy that won't hold my hand has had his chances.
I laugh at the baby in the corner playing with her dad's computer cords...good move dad.
I can not wait for a certain roommate to not be around...yes rude. I know.
I enjoy the brownie from the Crossroads.
I am excited to see Kate, Tiana and MadWeb
I mostly would love the semester to be over, but then again that boy that no doubt will break my heart, yes you, won't be here anymore.
but
that's okay.
Because as I sit here and pretend to do my homework, I realize everything has a place and maybe he isn't suppose to be here in the first place.
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