A Day In The Life

Today's the day!  Today's the day that everything changes.  Why not every day?  Good point, why not?

But today is the day.  It is a Wednesday in December.  I am turning eighteen in 2&1/2 days.  I'm not really that excited.  Birthday excitement has worn off for me.  It's a sad thing, just another sign that I am becoming Old.  There is no mystery to the presents I will get, if I even get any.  I wrote down a list.  I already know that I am receiving a $2000+ trip to England, which is really all that I should want for the rest of my life.  And my mother might buy a car that, for all intents and purposes is the "family's", but is obviously for me.  That's another bundle of money, down the drain...........

And still, I want more!  How ungrateful I am.  All that I really want is a laptop.  I think about it all of the time.  I just can't organize things when I write unless I am typing them on a clean, neat computer screen.  Maybe there's something more formal about a Microsoft Word document that helps me to concentrate.  Whatever the case, I probably will not be getting one of those until the end of the year, for graduation.  I'm spoiled, I know.

It is cold today, the beginning of the end.  Winter is nearly upon us.  The leaves are gone, the grass is brown, I've got the chills and my brother is sitting on the vent.  All signs that it's beginning to look a lot like Christmas.  Which is a beautiful thing, in most respects, except that it's in the winter and I really really don't like the winter.  I like it on paper, a break from the humidity and heat, but it makes my skin dry and my nose drip and my ears hurt from the cold.  Even snow doesn't make up for it.  If global warming even lets us have snow this year.

So how's this for a blog?  I know you're hating me, but at least the whole world isn't subjected to this nonsense.  Only you, the privileged elite.  I've got a feeling that I'm going to be writing my book soon, or attempting to do so, so we'll be forced to part ways.  I am eating mango salsa and it is coldcoldcoldcoldcold.  My mouth is sending mixed reviews.  "It's cold."  "It's tasty."  "It's really cold.  And a little mushy."  "But it's so tasty."

A day in the life, comrades.