Happy Wednesday, duckies! Listen. This is a happy day indeed. Why? Because it's raining (it's pouring, the old man is snoring). Yesterday was the first rain of the season here at Stanford, and I'm giddy with glee. I pulled out my Hunter's of course, and my bubble umbrella. I had a mug of steaming green tea, turned the TV into a fireplace, and plugged in all the Christmas lights. The ambiance, you guys. Ridiculously charming.
In the matter of four hours, THREE different people took a nap in my bed. Two of them, twice. I won't name any names, but maybe one of those was me. My pillows are right by the window, and so of course when it's raining, my bed is the ultimate napping spot - chilliness, the sound and smell of rain, cozy blankets, and all.
I realized then that I haven't shown you guys my room. So here I am today, righting my wrongs. Come, my people. Come see my room.
She's actually massive, by college room standards. You can't see my wardrobe at the foot of my bed, but it's nothing special. I'm quite attached to this room already, and am very sad to give her up in three short weeks - I'll be abroad by then, and will come back in April to a different room. *Deep breaths*