I am a big fat baby. When I'm busy, I feel sorry for myself because I don't have time to do anything I want. When I have nothing to do I complain because I'm bored. It's probably because whenever I have time, I waste it. I've been aware of this situation for a while but I can't quite seem to get out of it. Honestly, though, I get quite a lot done. It's really really okay. I don't know what I'm talking about. I'm probably just grumpy right now. I'm going to get a glass of water... and maybe actually go to bed. Why am I even posting this?
Okay, five minutes before I have to start reading my scriptures or I can't get to bed by nine. Life rules. I realize how incredibly moody I seem but it doesn't count because of two things: 1) I'm a teenager. 2) I haven't posted in fivedeebajillion days.
I'm so freaking excited to be starting school. I'm registered for English 1010, Math 1000, and Art 1210. Waking up for seminary every morning is indeed exhausting and difficult. It is especially difficult considering how cold it is in the mornings. I think I can learn to love it though. I have Christmas lights up in my room and they make me outrageously happy. That is my current status. I've no idea how long it will last.