College apps = boooooo. I think that colleges should apply to students instead. I mean, come on. We're the ones who will be paying for the admissions officers' retirement. Plus we're the future of tomorrow and all that jazz.
It's 47 degrees (Fahrenheit) outside right now and the heater is definitely not on. My current sleeping situation is me, on my mattress, beneath: the sheet, a fleece blanket, my quilt, another fleece blanket, a heating pad, my bathrobe, and sometimes my pea coat. My mom noticed the coat and said "Oh look at you, using your coat as a blanket. Such a resourceful little Swedish girl!" She's special.
Good news. December 12th I'm seeing Spoon. In concert. Just thinking about it makes the muscles in my arms tighten up I'm so excited. They're playing with four other great bands as well, which is awesome, but I'm going for Spoon. I will cry tears of joy; I believe the underground rock gods will smile upon me that day.
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