|this is the highest the sun ever gets|
So all the pretty snow has melted into howling gale and torrential rain and mist, which although nice and Gothic and literary-ish for my exam tomorrow (WHICH I AM NOT READY FOR AT ALL HENCE THIS PROCRASTINATORY POST, ayooooo), also means that I have been going Jack-a-dull-boy insane while wrapped up doing hibervision in bed.
And also dreaming of freedom/thinking about how much I love Li Wei.
I WANT TO FLOAT AWAY ON A CLOUD OF BALLOONS! Pref to Argentina or maybe Venezuela. Gracias.