I must be becoming an adult...what teenager wakes up at 6:30-7am on a Saturday?!
Maybe it's the fact that I never shut my upper blind and the moon and the sun both get some action shining on me. Still, really pretty to randomly open my eyes at 6am and see the glowing moon perfectly framed in my window and then watch as the first tendrils on the sun creep over the world.

Hello, just stopping by to state that I have survived the first week.

It promises to be a good weekend. I'm making brownies with the ninjas this morning(even the ninjas are starting to think I'm one of them...) and going to town with my girls(Sammy and Guy) today just to get off campus.
Tomorrow we have stage combat lessons(which I am wickedly excited about as I am rather obsessed with weaponry[except modern weaponry, guns/cannons(post civil-war) and all that stuff that World Wars used and up...no]). It will be the highlight of my month.

The first week back has had it's highs and lows. Lows being the massive accumulation of stress up until Thursday, really stiff joints due to the bi-polar weather making me take like 30 seconds to transition back and forth from stand and sit an not sleeping well. The highs have been the random things that brought me joy such as a spontaneous pillow fight with friends, getting my period(it means crazy PMS is over), being around horses even if I was bored, finishing a good book, being back with my Wells family, and (not sure where this goes actually) knowing that I'll be going to my third prom in May. Hayley insists that I be her date because I'm fun and she wants me there. The only thing is my finals are the next week and it will be time to move out so it's going to be a rather wild week. I'm starting to map out the next weeks because they're going to fly by far too fast.

Well that's it for now. I suppose I should rise and shower and that stuff.
Peace.
~Lo