So, it was kind of a shock being in nice weather for once. Coming from Chicago, I can't say I was disappointed by the 60-70 degree weather. Ahhhhhhhh... I want to go back so much! WHY on earth did I decide to go to school in Chicago? Oh right, my school has an excellent fine arts program...
The windy city needs to get that whole windy thing checked out. Maybe I can somehow convince my parents that I need to take a year off, or something. It would be nice to just get away from all the stress, spend some time with Chris, and maybe make some cool artwork while I'm there. That would be M-A-zing.
But that would never happen, my parents are forcing me to spend the next 3 years freezing my ass off and working until I die... I'm gonna try talking to them about it, but I know that they just want me to get through college as fast as possible, since it costs so much.
