you make me haaaaappyyyyyy

when skies are graaaaaaaay! Okay so it's not grey outside but it's super cold. Super super cold. I walked to church, in the super cold, and then lunch and then back to the dorm and one of my wonderful (homeless)sweaters and jeans and here I am. Comfortable, warm and no school tomorrow. Life is good. Oh and I'll be home in a veeeery shooort time. Flight is booked and I'm excited. I said stoked the other day. "I'm stoked", that's what I said. Do I ever say stoked? Where did it come from?? It's this Wheaton culture rubbing off on me...weird.
So I've decided that my rommate's term "hotmessedness" is an accurate term and quite appropriate for certain *ahem* people's behavior. Certain ridiculous people's behavior. Aaaaaand, I'm done. No use getting bitter. What's done is done.
Yesterday was the coldest day in the Chicago area in two years. I think I got frostbite...

a hot mess

I'm homie...