Alright, so the title of this post isn't entirely appropriate, but whatever. It fits well enough. I keep putting things off (hint: like blogging, in case you haven't noticed my failures at doing so lately). I can guess why to a point, but I'm just tired. I want it to be summer and the frigid weather really isn't helping right now. I'm just tired and would appreciate it all quieting down.
I want summer. I'm tired of being bossed around and of everything seeming to not work and of needing to do this and that and other things. I just want to curl up and go to bed and wake up in twenty days and know that it's finally over. Parts of it were really really good, but others were really really bad, and either way, I'm just ready for it all to be over.
I guess part of me really is going to miss all of this. But I don't feel that right now. All I feel is the burning desire to get out of here because of the appeal of summer. I will be able to relax and I will have time to myself and I won't have to worry about nearly as many things (although I will have others to keep in mind). Hell, I'll be able to sleep well. That's motivation enough for me right now.
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