Mark Twain and minor Panic

Hello, hello

Spring semester is in full swing and so far it's a bad episode of Glee. There's a lot of singing, drama, references to musicals and pop culture but the whole time I just want it to end. The singing comes from me mostly alone in my dorm or in car rides, drama is self-caused , musicals from my theater friends (including miss Lisha my roommate), pop culture from all the trash T.V. I watch with Danielle while we do our "math homework". I want it all to end because I am me and can't sit still ever. This semester I am on the Nighthawk Review which is a literary magazine for USU-Eastern and in a Western American Lit. class and I'm falling in love with English all over again. In my Western Lit class, we discuss the West.  I'm reading "Roughing It" by Mark Twain and  I really want to sit down and talk to Mark Twain. He's so funny and he at the time, when this story was written is trying to find his place in the world. I love it because he's lost about who he is too. Obviously, he will do great things with his life but it's nice to watch him figure himself out. The book doesn't have a driven plot or purpose and it's just series of mishaps and stories. That is life right now. Oh there's a pretty sunset to remind not all of January is bad but that is does have it's pretty moments.