I'm in a good mood. We've got proper snow. Nice snowbanks type of snow. Tromp through untromped through field and get soaked snow
Meds are so not working, but right now I'm in a good mood, so doesn't matter that much. Now, to get myself all prettified, I might have a job as a model.
School is insane. In that, everything is getting done last minute. Reading week is either going to be work ahead on a bunch of assignments, or try to get sleep specialist to find me new meds for the narcolepsy.
I want to get in the damn scholarship show.
