You would think after years of living here, I would be used to the winters. I mean, I am, but I am also beyond ready for a little warmth! It's 32 degrees outside right now! I can honestly call it freezing and not be exaggerating. Right now, I'm cuddled under my blankets, but it's still cold in my dorm room. The insulation at the UChicago dorms leaves a little to be desired. It's warmed when David is next to me
In other, sort of related news, David and I have decided we're going to go someplace warm for spring break. Someplace tropical and beachy, maybe Hawaii or some other island. I think we're pretty settled on Hawaii. There are other places, of course, but Hawaii is.. Hawaii! Doesn't it sound exciting?
My mother is, as usual, trying to put a damper on my excitement. She told me, once again, that I'm going to end up knocked up and tried to give me the safe sex talk. I tried to tell her that we're not even doing it and I doubt he even wants to, but that didn't stop her from trying to show me how to properly use a condom or asking once again if I've seen a doctor about birth control. Then she went on to say I should insist my boyfriend get tested, because he's a Pitt and the entire city knows how they get around.
And she wonders why I insisted on getting a dorm room instead of continuing to live in her home. Is it any wonder I am now too wired up with irritation to sleep?