Broken Records

I am blessed.
This week is finals. I should be stressed out but God loves me and well i don't really have any. I have nothing to do. I can't tell you the last time that happened. Today was amazing. I love not having anything to do.
The Library has all these old records they were giving away for free. I picked out a few that no one would mind me breaking. I have always wanted to create something out of old records. I had the thought of how cool it would look to make something with broken records. So... Storm and I went and threw them at Hogue. We figured that it's falling down, it wont matter. It was so much fun watching them shatter against the building. Every Friday this semester a couple of friends and I have gotten together to paint. I love paint club, it gives me a reason to paint sometimes i get too busy and it is such a stress reliever. I love my friends, I could not ask for better.
With all the free time i have had i went to the coffee shop above the theater. I just sat up there for an hour and read Scottish short stories i borrowed from Trevor. Its a good book and the author is J.M. Reid, I wonder if i am related to him.
The night is getting better, the president of the school is going to read to the student body The Night before Christmas. I am so excited!
**Hannah edit: I love my roommate, Betsye Ann Reid. Even if she is clinically crazy.**