Snow Day! ...just kidding.

Alright, I admit it, I mention coffee just about every time I write something on here and it's even annoying me. However, I find that there is a permanent coffee smell in all of my clothing. Or maybe in my skin. I'm just saying that it would be nice to smell like flowers every once in a while.

School is amazing. My first story is a tale of absurdity. Every school in NC is closed due to some rain and a little snow. I look forward to this rain and snow every year because this is the only time I can declare a "snow day" because, well, I think I was nine the last time we had some really good snow worth having a snow day over. I don't think it's too much to ask for; just that one day that school is canceled and I can pretend I'm in New York. Every school is closed. Even UNC is closed. Who is still up and kicking? That's right, Central Piedmont. In all three classes today there was maybe half the amount there should be. It was disappointing because I had already set my dial for sleep-in mode but it was kind of nice having a few extra minutes to watch crazy drivers from the Starbucks window while eating a bagel and drinking... well... coffee. This second story isn't really a story at all. Just one of those little things that excite me. Ready? Everything is interconnected! My geology class relates to my anthropology class, my anthropology class relates to my communication class that I took last semester. It's crazy that we're talking about absolute time and culture in more than two classes. So... this probably doesn't seem that exciting... but... shut up.

I love being in a good mood.

I really would like to get to the library at some point. It's just rainy enough to give me the hankering to go. I was going to take the bus there from school but... wait, why didn't I go?

Sometimes I wish the world revolved around me a little. This is not to boost the self-esteem but to make me feel less self righteous. Let me explain. Despite my effort to reverse the way I think, I always think that everything has to do with me. To be honest, I don't know if this is normal. It's kind of like when I was young and I liked this guy and from that point on I just knew that everything he did had to do with me because he liked me too. But the only problem with that was that he didn't like me and I just had it in my head that just because he said "hello" he was in love with me. Now, just take this concept and apply it to just about everything. I automatically think that everyone knows me and they all love me (even though a good percentage of them do) but this isn't necessarily true. Kind of like when I go through an entire semester, I sit in the same seat, I show up to every class, I know the teacher knows me but when they ask me for my name I'm a little shocked. I just naturally assume that everyone knows me. Now, the reason that I want the world to revolve around me even just a little, would make some of this true which would make me not quite so imaginative or self obsessed. I'm just tired of thinking "oh, he did that because of me" or "she showed up because of me" and then, obviously, be wrong. I don't even know what I'm saying anymore. Most of the time I should be ignored.

I like learning. I like being smart. But I don't want to be perceived as one who likes to learn or smart. I don't know why that is.


Save me from your followers.
--Carmen