I feel like I’m being seriously deprived of something when I’m told that it never rains in Los Angeles
So I leave for college tomorrow, and I really have no hell of a clue how I feel about that. Also, I’m still debating as to whether or not I should apply for a room transfer. Also, I never got the chance to finish my Coursera Social Psychology course. Now, THAT is something to be upset about
I miss London dearly. I HAVE to study abroad there. I loved Paris very much, but language barrier is a killer.
a long standing dream of mine is finally going to come true. I’m going to London….tomorrow! And then I’m going to Paris and I just cannot contain myself right now
The word weather does not exist in Los Angeles. Natives seem to think their “weather” is “nice” all the time, but of course nice is very subjective. Also, if everyday is a “nice” day then technically no day is nice. A nice day is a breezy, sunny day after a long period of heavy rains and storms. It’s a day where you walk outside and are able to appreciate just how beautiful of a day it is because the past few days have been notably cold or incessantly rainy. The “bad” days are what make the nice days nice. And yes, I actually do appreciate the snow and the rain and the overcast skies. They evoke a sweet pensiveness that you just don’t get with glaring, obnoxious 24/7 sunshine.