It's awfully late but I guess that doesn't matter when you're waiting for a boy
especially one who smells good and makes you laugh and holds your hand in his pocket since it's terribly cold outside.
It's cold inside too. I'm back in Princeton for a good while and the house is never a comfortable temperature. Thank god for flannel. Anyways to get to my point: I'm back.
Surprisingly a semester of college doesn't mean my mom can't boss me around anymore. She'll still drive me to Danielle's house tomorrow and tell me to do the dishes.
I'll end with a cliche: Some things never change