Who are they anyway? ;

So, another week has gone by. I have to say it was one of the longest weeks of my life. But I made it through. & it wasn't nearly as painful as it could have been. In just 16 short hours I'll be on my way back home. To my love & my best friend. & I know my parents are pretty excited to see me, too. I'll admit it's always good to see them.

I just got back from the gym with Miss Ashly Cartner. I'm glad she goes with me. I'd be a disgusting person if I didn't go "workout" every once in a while. Lord only knows when I'll actually change my eating habits. Haha. I'm sure you know how that goes.

I have a few things I need to do tonight. The dishes for one. And some math work. & some reading for Education. I also have to come up with a few questions to ask Mr. Turner tomorrow. I have to interview a music teacher for my Music Education class. It's due Wednesday. I figured since I was coming home this weekend I would ask Mr. Turner for a face-to-face correspondence. Lucky for me, he's available after school tomorrow. It's been too long since I've seen him anyway.

I decided to not go to my math class in the morning. For one thing, I could really use the extra sleep. And secondly, going to every single class at this point is really kind of pointless. He is teaching at a really slow pace. Everything runs together in a way that if you miss a lesson, the concepts will be reviewed and used in the next one. Not to mention it's real easy stuff. So I made an executive decision: No math for me tomorrow.

However, I honestly feel bad about missing class. You don't have to believe me. But it's true. I feel like I've been a pretty good student this semester.

Tomorrow is month number eighteen for Jared and I. That adds up to a year and a half. And that doesn't even count the year we spent in limbo. I really don't know where all the time has gone. It's crazy how you can be so into someone that the time you spend together is never enough. I've been hung on this boy for two and a half years and just seeing his name still gives me butterflies. I never could have imagined it to be this way. & I never want anything else. This is it for me. The ridiculous part is that it's only going to get better. I know because everytime I tell myself that it can't get any more amazing, it does.

Love. I read somewhere that it should have more letters. I agree. It's the greatest. There is nothing more than love. Just four little words that mean absolutely everything.

I should probably get to work before I get the desire to do nothing at all. I can feel it coming on already. Haha.

I cannot wait for this weekend. The escape is long over due.