The Weather

Coming from Southern California, weather was something I grew up experiencing purely through movies, and now while at school. However since I have left California the weather has been a little meaner to me. My first winter at school, outside was the sort of cold that I could only liken to a refrigerator. Apparently even in the summer the east coast has its share of bad weather. River has been stranded here for another couple days since a thunderstorm moved in and her flight was canceled. So tomorrow we're going into Old Town tomorrow. And Tuesday night she is going to try to fly home again.

I'm trying to talk to Michael now, and a part of me wonders if he read my last post and is mad now. I hope he didn't, I hope he isn't. The last thing I want to do is hurt anyone, but I suppose with matters of the heart there's always hurt. I cried earlier when talking to may mom, I just hate people being upset. I suppose I should stop talking about all this here, for if that's the case me typing here won't help any.
-Lia