About a month ago, when the dreaded dorm life experience of cleaning checks was breathing down my neck, I posted this post about wanting to go out and do something for once in my life. Here I am again, cleaning check in a few hours (and no, I haven't finished cleaning) and I want absolutely nothing more than to lay in my bed and watch movies. I don't want to move. I don't want to clean. I don't want to go out and have a crazy, fun night. I just want to engross myself in some wonderfully perfect story line in which everything is beautiful and perfect in the end, no matter how many pitfalls and falling-outs they may encounter during their happy little journey through life. And some ice cream wouldn't hurt, either. But then again, it never does.
I'm just tired. Tired of real life. Tired of studying and learning and being responsible. Tired of doing the same old thing, day after day. I want some pizzazz in my life. I want something exciting and new. Something that will knock my fuzzy socks right off my feet and catch me totally off guard.
Just not tonight. Tonight, I'm tired.
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