foolishmortal

72- That single hour I get to myself before class where I just drink my coffee and read a book.

73- Finally being able to do what I want to after living in my oppressive household

74- My betta fish Oscar

75- Laying on the floor, staring at my ceiling and just listening to music and relaxing

76- Real friends who love me for exactly who I am.

77- Free music!

78- My professor paying me a nice complement during midterm review.

79- Coloring with crayons.

80- Curling up in my warm bed and taking a long nap on a chilly day

81- Heartwarming movies with characters with personality that I feel like I can actually relate to.

82- That new book smell :)

So far, I’ve completed a bunch of pillows, curtains, and made a bunch of paintbrush rolls to keep my massive paintbrush collection organized in.
Now I am thinking about making a holder that can strap onto my bed that I can also keep stuff in.
This year I have an advantage because I sort of know what my room is going to be like. Last year I knew I was in old main but I didn’t have any idea what the room was going to be like because the sizes in of the rooms in Old Main varied ALOT. Raquel’s room was the most normal sized room. My room was really narrow and a bit longer than Raquels’.
Mary’s room was the smallest room, and it had three windows instead of one. It was impossible for them to leave their beds unbunked so they had to be bunked at all times. She also had extra furniture because closets didn’t exist in her room.
Next semester all of the rooms will roughly be the same size. I don’t think my roommate and I will bunk the beds but when she leaves for France in the second semester I think I’ll bunk the beds to give me more floor space and drawing room.
I am kind of worried about my roommate next semester because we never really talked before. I also heard that she was a big partier. I mean I sort of knew her through Mary, so I suppose it’s better than being stuck with a total stranger. But it still doesn’t keep me from being a little nervous. I’m just worried that she’s going to be like Bridget from down the hall at Old Main. Who was noisy and super loud when she’s drunk. Oh not to mention DISGUSTING. But I think that might be worst case scenario.

66- I know this is not something to be proud of I mean, who really admits to liking pissing people off? But I do, when someone gets me really angry, especially when I’m at work. By acting like they are better than me or insinuate that I’m stupid or ruining my life by working as a cashier then I either A) act REALLY REALLY nicely, make them seem like a jerk and piss them off. Or I B) screw up their credit card transaction or drop their money on the floor. It’s vindictive, it’s cruel and I don’t even care about the karma. The three seconds of joy I get from knowing their a little bit more miserable is worth it.

67- Proving someone wrong, when someone tells me I CAN’T do something that it is IMPOSSIBLE I just go the extra mile to make it happen I love it when I get the satisfaction of knowing I am right

68- Completing a big project right before the deadline! Nothing spells out happiness for me when I can put things off until the last possible minute and still finish it ontime. I know the real world is going to suck but I’ll learn sometime.

69- folding paper cranes

70- finding pennies! This always makes me happy.

71- Wishing on stuff, shooting stars, 11:11, eyelashes, broken bracelets, birthday candles, money wells, lightning bugs it doesn’t matter. I love wishes.