but finally, after almost resigning to the sun's decision to altogether abandon northern utah, i saw blue sky and budding trees, awoke to frantic birds in the branches outside my window, wore a jacket instead of a coat, ate salad instead of soup, and subtracted one blanket from my bedding equation. it's still cold enough to require bundling to walk to campus, but not quite enough to demand a coat, scarf, and boots to run down to the mailbox. although snow soaked through my shoes again this afternoon, the day started out much like what i think spring might look like here. the world is waking up, at last!
the unpredictable (but undeniably improving) weather has aroused my spontaneity. last weekend i wore magenta pants for the first time in almost a year. for the past week, upon arriving home, i fly into laughing fits that end in three to four people sprawled on the couch and table close to tears (really for no reason at all). i start homework only to convince myself that something else is more important today... like blogging. i listen to kate nash. i have an irrepressible urge to watch sappy chick flicks (yes, i watched the proposal twice last week and had a flashback with disney's beauty and the beast). the only explanation for all of this ridiculous behavior is this: the sun is waking me up, and giving me spring fever. although personally, as ridiculous as magenta pants appear, they are actually a very liberating item of clothing to own.
i'm finding the need to console myself often - really, it's okay to watch a movie. after all, i earned a 92% on my last test, and so on. it makes me feel more productive (and combats the urge to drop out of school and start a perpetual spring break. i've made several different 5-year life plans, budgeted for the rest of my life, cleaned my room from top to bottom, and made some new goals (blog post at least once a week, sleep for eight hours a night, make myself three full meals a day, etc.). but even with all this general productivity, i am still counting down the days until the end of winter semester. 11 class periods left of tuesday/thursday classes, 11! and i feel justified in doing so. if byu won't grant me at least one week of spring break, i am STILL going to blog, i am going to sleep, i am going to leave all the windows open. and i am going to wear magenta pants.
