HAPPY NEW YEAR!

First things first -- HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! Yeah, I'm a week late posting that, but whatever. Haha. How long is it appropriate to say happy new year for? I'm pretty sure it's socially acceptable to say it throughout January. But after that, it's questionable. And by March, you shouldn't be saying it anymore.

Second things second -- for those of you who don't know, I'm attempting to take (and post) a years worth of pictures. If you're interested in seeing the world as I do, check out http://inthelifeofkimberlyanna.blogspot.com. While I'm at home (over break), I don't really have too many ideas for pictures or things to take pictures of, so I'm stuck with pretty boring pictures until I get back to school. Day 1 and day 5 are pretty good though, I think.

Now that that's out of the way. I'm so bored here at home. I want so badly to be back at school. Why is break so long??? I go back the 22nd, and honestly, that day can't get here soon enough. I want to see my friends from there again. I want to go to class. I want to be doing work or something, anything, to break the boredom. And you know the most random thing I miss? I miss the flat bread pizza and the burritos from the Union. I just really want to be back at school.

And this weather! Ugh. It's January, is it not? We're a week into January, and it was in the 50's today. How does that happen?!? I remember one year, in January, it was warm enough to wear shorts. I remember walking down to my friend Leah's house, and she was so pissed that it was January and it was shorts weather. It's not that warm here, and I'm happy about that. But still, 50's is way way wayyyy to warm for January. It's supposed to be cold and snowy. The ground is supposed to be covered in snow. Kids are supposed to be out sledding and making snowmen and having snowball fights. It's not supposed to be in the 50's and sunny without snow. That's just plain wrong.

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