I'm freezing. Perhaps it's the fact that I drank a lot of water, that I switched from inside my room/inside the school to outside quite a few times today, needless times might I add. Or, perhaps it's because it was only 71 degrees
I've also been following a bunch of blogs that tell actual stories about their exciting lives. One blog recently started posting updates about "the boy with the soft hair." I have no idea who this boy is, but I love reading the blog posts.
Reading blogs like these makes me want to write a story about my life-with real characters and whatnot. But, then I realize that my life is normal. I don't do anything extravagant and everything pretty much stays the same.
When things don't stay the same, I feel immature venting and complaining about my issues. However, these new blogs I've found reel me in post after post.
I'm still cold and I should probably shower.