A Rainy Day In

Slowly attempting to get through homework. Today feels endless with my mother being home. I’m currently thinking of those days when the roomie and I would sit and watch endless amounts of movies, have study sessions that seemed too fun to be “study sessions.” I remember I would walk around doing whatever I pleased, enjoying one cup of coffee after another. Now I have an innate mother, who cannot stand the smell of coffee. Currently she’s coughing exaggeratingly speaking of how bad it smells. Who doesn’t enjoy the smell of coffee!!! For God’s sake my mother used to be a coffee addict back in her college years. She would drink raspberry mocha’s as if they came out of your kitchen faucet. Maybe this is her attempt to slowly push me out of the house…hmmm? Summer, please come soon! I miss having my own place. And once this degree is out of the way, at the end of the summer I’ll be saying “adios” with a large smile and grande mocha in hand. Now if I could just get through this homework. Two big tests this week. One was luckily take home and another is all based on crummy memorization of crap I’m never going to remember after this semester is done and gone. Don’t you just love pre-requisites? The only thing dragging me through this semester is my amazing literature class. It’s the “ahhhh” to my brain. I absolutely love it, and love is not even close to how I really feel. I can currently hear the rain quietly pounding on the roof. Yes, I love rain. It’s why I’ve always felt Seattle is the place for me. Coffee and rain screams Seattle! Alright, I suppose I shall stop drifting away from the important stuff…homework, school and a bunch of unnecessary bull. Cannot wait until summer…