I'm flying out to Cupertino on Thursday for two days of training at Apple. I'll be missing Valentine's Day but I'm a practical girl and it doesn't bother me; we're celebrating on Saturday anyway. I rescheduled my tutoring hours and I'll be turning in some of my papers early. Instead of going to class, I'll be spending time in California visiting Apple headquarters. My flight, meals, and lodgings are all paid for.
Still, I don't really want to go. I'm tired and overworked this quarter and I've never longed for Spring more. Every ray of sun beckons to me - I really just want to go to the beach, or fast-forward to the Spring when I can play ultimate every day and lay out in the sun.
Fuck you, Winter!
Be like the bluebird and sing
L'auteur
- Alicia
- Seattle, Washington
- Currently a student at the University of Washington, I enjoy naked pictures of Daniel Radcliffe, institutionalized self-loathing, and long walks on the beach.