Sometimes we don't think
So I'm on my way home on Greyhound, heading into a snow storm, and I ask myself: "Why am I going home?"
I have a ton of work to do, an exam when I get back, a snowstorm Saturday and Sunday here in NYC and I'm home in Brooklyn typing this. I should be at Clarkson doing schoolwork, but no, I just had to come home.
Well, I guess I won't complain. I'll make the most of it. I'll definately go visit my grandmother. Other than that and schoolwork, its up in the air.
Up in the air... Is that snow already? :-\
I have a ton of work to do, an exam when I get back, a snowstorm Saturday and Sunday here in NYC and I'm home in Brooklyn typing this. I should be at Clarkson doing schoolwork, but no, I just had to come home.
Well, I guess I won't complain. I'll make the most of it. I'll definately go visit my grandmother. Other than that and schoolwork, its up in the air.
Up in the air... Is that snow already? :-\