it's first thing in the morning and i am with out caffeine. tim's cartoons are making me giggle and indie covers of cyndi lauper are filling my ears. it's cold and it's bright and i should really just be waking up, but damned the clocks for hopping forward. i love the smell of my skin and how my hair feels, and maybe i'll put on more than sweat pants and a hoodie for classes. but maybe not.
ps. dear latin class,
i don't care what cober says. if you're born in '79 then you are an 80s kid. suck it.
summer's almost here.
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