I've decided that Florida is the worst place for rain. Everytime it rains, I feel myself slip into this pitifully drowsy, agitated mood. Perhaps it's the people I surround myself with, or perhaps it's the sleep deprivation mixed with the heavy, ominous music I've been listening to. I knew that there was a reason pop was so popular.
Wanna know what else I've decided? The music scene in Orlando sucks balls. We have the bigger acts that come through here, but that's usually expensive and a lot further away to drive to. Aside from that, the whole local band scene is pretty much non-existent. God, I miss Nashville. *sniffle*
Other than that, I pretty much am in class most of the time, all of the time. Occassionally, I have time for sleep or cleaning. Or getting drunk.
Where has my life gone?