Right, so, I'm 20 now. Craziness- I've been alive two decades.
I kinda just want to turn twenty-one and then stop. That'd be nice. Well, I mean not if I had to die to stay twenty-one... well, whatever- you get my point.

I'm rather incredibly lost for a certain boy and I wish I knew how to make him feel the same way again for me- even just a little bit.

I haven't been as invested into my school work so far this semester as I aught to be. Eh, oh well, suppose its not too late to start caring.

I've become an English tutor to second language students this semester at my university. I absolutely love it. I'm meeting all of these incredible people, from all around the world and I'm getting paid to simply sit with them and talk. It's awesome. The best job ever

The weather is amazing right now. I finally know why people say it is worth living in Boston during all of the chaos of Winter, Spring and Summer simply for the Fall.

Well, I have homework I should be doing. It's hard though. I can't stop thinking about the boy....