Obnoxious, Really.

I've skipped April entirely. It does need to be recognized. April 2011, you were the most stressful, tearful, irritating, horrible month I have yet to experience. Some good things happened. None of which I can remember. Do I sound bitter? Slightly annoyed? Good. Those were the tones I was meaning to give off. I have never had a month be so absolutely spiteful towards me. You'd have thought that I spit on it's mother. Well April, I did no such thing. You needn't act so offended, it's all your fault, and I would never spit on anyone's mother. Not even yours'. I do wish you had been a little kinder, it wasn't just me you were wrong to, it was plenty of my friends, and near the end there, it really got serious, and very personal. It was hurtful, and I know that I won't be getting an apology, but I really would like you to know that next year when we meet I expect you to be civil. I send no love your way, you are simply a month after all.

Spinning in Circles - Headaches in Large Scoops

It's funny, you know? That song by Jason Mraz, the one about coyotes or something like that.

I feel sweet solitude on the 4th floors of libraries, and I have a deep love for corners and hazelnut coffee.

I have a book to read, one that I will actually enjoy.

I have two group projects, 3 major papers, and two minor ones. All due this week.

I will sacrifice my social life for a week, it will hurt, but I can tell that summer is coming. I take comfort in having this knowledge in my arsenal of happy things.

I have decided that loving people you don't know is an easy thing to do, so I should probably do that, and just decide to never meet them.

I have a summer job.

I need to apply for a fall one.

I have an apartment.

I need to get tanned.

I need to sweet talk a few more people.

I need to convince someone of the male gender that I am not as scary or weird as they would have first assumed.

I need to let that male know that I bake. I've heard that works.