Cheesy made Easy

I'm currently eating Mac and Cheese.

Let me tell you, nothing has ever tasted so damn good.

Before I can properly describe as to why I say this, I will rewind the clock just a bit.

It's 9:25, and I'm on my way to meet Randy to go the Rec as usual. Everything is normal, except for the constant bombs of water falling from the sky.

It's not so bad, and I like rain. On the way to the gym, at least.

The way back, it's cold as hell (okay maybe its 52), raining harder, and windy.

My dorm to the rec= 20ish minutes.

So that was fun walk.

But really, it was kinda fun. Good talk with Randy, and rainy and cold is better than hot and dry to me any day.

I got back to my dorm, recieved a giggle from Rex at the sight of my hair, and promptly made mac and cheese.

I've developed a strange habit of listening to jazz and classical music lately.

This has to wrap up soon, Rex just climbed into bed, and I don't wanna be a D.

A strange thought creeped into my head earlier: What would the 10 year Sean think of the 18 year old Sean?

I spent a good 20 minutes (which I should have been studying during...Whatev.) thinking about this, and came to the conclusion that 10 year old me and me would get along alright.

I'm not a massive jerk, and I drive a cool car. I think that met qualifications for being cool when I was 10.

Oh, quick story to wrap things up:

Earlier today, I'm chilling in my room studying.

Rex walks in, grin on his face, and says

"Sean guess what!"

I look up, ask what? and he excitedly, and happily responds:

"While I was running I got hit by a car!"

(He's fine)

The kid makes me laugh.