I need to start thinking about things. Problem is, I don't know where to start. I don't even know what I need to think over. This Iced Tea is good. I'm so fucked up. I can't wait to go home tonight. I want it to be the weekend. I want it to be next Wednesday. I wanted school to be done, but I'm not so sure anymore. I hate change and I feel comfortable here and I don't know what I'm going to do not having Helga and Kristyn a building away, having Kate as my room mate or having Clayton a few steps from my door. My thoughts are so random. I had an amazing sleep. I need to work on my subcultures assignment.