The Scarlet Letter is not fun. Sorry to all you die-hard Hawthorne fans-if you exist-but the best part about the book was when I finally got to the end. Actually, I never got to the end. But when I stopped reading, that was pretty exhilarating. Don't get me wrong. I LOVE literature. I'll read Flannery O'Connor and Tennessee Williams until the cows come home. However, spending my last day of freedom writing a drab journal about Hester's little mishap is not entertaining in the least bit.
My weekend has been kind of all ups and downs, I was disappointed and then kind of floating along until I landed on a Grey day. I visited a college and was thrown for a loop after a two hour long conversation with my mother and aunt about EFC (Expected Family Contribution), state schools versus private, and if I'll end up living wherever I go to school. CRAZY stuff.
If I could be doing anything right now, it'd definitely be, well, almost anything but this.
Grey days are depressing and they sink down into you and stay there all day, like you just had a bucket full of Chinese food and now you'll be full until next week. (Oh, hey, that actually DID happen.)
There are some good things about Grey days, though. Grey days are perfect for:
1. Reading something for FUN. Yes, that totally exists. Just grabbing any book and sitting next to a window, where outside it looks like someone put the world in a plastic bag, because the light is just white and everything's dim. I recommend, if you want to cry, anything by Jodi Picoult. Grey days are perfect for courtroom drama and misunderstandings and plot twists.
2. Drinking tea. Or hot chocolate. But not coffee. Even though I really like coffee and other coffee-flavored items, today is a day for wallowing in whatever mood you're in. Not buzzing around the house because it's too gross outside to go anywhere.
I absolutely love his voice and this song, and I used to listen to it every night before I went to sleep because it was simply soothing. Parachute is also great for Grey days.
4. Taking off nail polish. Painting nails requires energy and bubbliness and sunshine and happy music. It means you have to be in the state of mind where you can pick the most cheerful and trendy color out of your polish collection and slap it on your nails like you were born to do it. But if you, like me, hate taking nail polish off, then today might be a great day to do it. Because, hey, you're not going anywhere and that nail polish is only going to chip.
Ugh. So, today is like a Sunday, because there's school tomorrow and I am not used to waking up at 5:45 in the morning. There are two good things about public schools in comparison to private schools. No uniforms, and we get off for all holidays.
But this concludes my very first post.
Bye:)
~Katelyn
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