It's finally April. Thank God! Am I the only one who hates March ? I feel like it always starts out alright, but I can't help but feel depressed after the first week passes. I mean good things have been happening, but the bad things just seem to hold a heavier weight in March. It is the mother of inbetweentimes. I hate inbetweentimes for the most part...well not hate, but they always make me uneasy. Like 4:30 pm, not even quite evening ,it resides in a section of time that makes me feel regret for the day, and like not enough night is left to save the day. For me there is not enough excitement in march to keep me entertained. It's no longer the beautiful snowy december, nor is it the hazy beautiful May. I guess April lives somewhere near inbetweentime, but because of the inclusion of Spring break it is much more favorable than its sibbling march. March is like the ugly child of the family, but I don't even feel bad for it.
Plus spring always brings great music. I'm working up a spring playlist...I'll post it here if anyones interested.
This on my binder makes History class even better. Bekah works magic.
One week left. Thats the thought keeping me afloat.
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