Light as a Feather, Stiff as a Board

What a freaking mess this was. It took two hours to get this stupid bed lofted. And worst of all, it is too high now. I mean it's dealable, but there will probably be no morning that I don't hit my head.

But there is something about being that high that I love. For one, when people come over, their dirty butts aren't sitting on my bed. And for another, if anyone comes to break into my room, I can hide and they will totally walk right by me. That was probably the best thing about last year. My roommates had no idea when I was in my bed or not because they couldn't see me. Tehe.

Hopefully I don't scare Jordan too much as the year goes on.

But now, it's time to get the futon up here. It is very bare under my bed now. I have no idea what to do with the space. Well, I mean there is a lot more room for activities. But I'm not going to lie, there really isn't too much activity going on in my life. I'm a bore. :P

Quote:
"Sometimes the best change is a new perspective."