I've totally got this essay due tomorrow that I should be working on/ haven't started, and instead I'm sitting her at my computer doodling in my shiny new sketchbook and writing this journal. Yay for things to easily distract me.

I must say that I'm looking forward to Thanksgiving, even though I'm not going home. I'll be going to Addison's house only for the evening, but then its only one more week of classes, then I can finally relax and get ready to finally go home for the first time since August. Hopefully snow will have fallen by then, although back in October they had 6inches of snow back home for a little while, which was kinda lame. No sign of the white stuff since. Its so odd to return home and have completely missed an entire season. Sure I see fall down here, but its not the same as back home, from the view we have at the top of our hill overlooking all of town. Its beautiful, it will just be a sea of orange, yellow and red with the river cutting through the middle. *sighs* Who knew that 16 years of living there and wanting to get out, it would only take 3 before I really really missed it.
I suppose I should get working, since I'm borrowing my roommates book and he needs to write the same paper...I can only hog the book while he's in class.

Peace out guys.