15 Things and a couple of Bs
I feel like sometimes I forget the real reason I have this blog in the first place: to rant about things in list format to no-one in particular, then post them on the internet where they will wait to be easily found by some google-savy employer later in my life.
1. I kind of literally feel like I'm drowning when I try to breathe.
2. I figuratively feel like I'm drowning too.
3. John Green was right when he said The Mountain Goats are an excellent band.
3b. They are great for photo editing.
3c. But not for editing photos with the "wrath" theme.
4. I feel like I've spoiled the premier of a bunch of my photos by posting them all at Annushka Munch all at once.
5. Then again, I kind of want to narrow my focus. I mean, travel photos are all well and good, but that's not what I do, is it?
5b. ...I'm not sure, is it?
6. I really want a guitar. I would learn all these songs (Alex Day and Hank Green and Adele and The Mountain Goats and Imogen Heap and Eurovision and Dispatch and Chameleon Circuit and...) and it would be more fun to busk with eventually, I think, even though it's a much more common instrument too. But maybe the calluses would be too bad? I have weak fingers.
7. The house sold.
My house.
My house
sold.
They're selling my house to someone. Someone bought it. They're spending money on it and everything.
8. So we're moving two weeks after I get back to the states.
9. I forgot to turn an assignment in and instead of just emailing it to the professor I put my computer, curled up, and stopped breathing for a while.
10. I feel heavy. Like there are weights on my arms, pulling me down. My eyes don't want to stay open. Getting up makes my head spin. I just want to crawl back under the covers and sleep.
11. Going to Tivoli tomorrow? I have not done any of my work for any of my classes, I'm procrastinating on research right now, plus it's supposed to rain tomorrow... *sigh*
12. I miss home. I miss my house. I miss my parents. I miss my brother. I miss my roommate-sister-thing. I miss curling up on the rug in the front hall when it all seems too big.
13. I miss The Mob. Kinda a lot.
14. I think I have too many hobbies. Like, I want to play the flute and also practice the guitar and eventually play that really well, and I also want to edit photos and I want to be in Chorale and do theater and also work on my novel(s) and maybe even finish something, and I'd like to spend time with people too, and... that's a lot of things to do, while also being in college.
15. Oh fuck I only have one year of college left what am I going to do after that?
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1. I kind of literally feel like I'm drowning when I try to breathe.
2. I figuratively feel like I'm drowning too.
3. John Green was right when he said The Mountain Goats are an excellent band.
3b. They are great for photo editing.
3c. But not for editing photos with the "wrath" theme.
4. I feel like I've spoiled the premier of a bunch of my photos by posting them all at Annushka Munch all at once.
5. Then again, I kind of want to narrow my focus. I mean, travel photos are all well and good, but that's not what I do, is it?
5b. ...I'm not sure, is it?
6. I really want a guitar. I would learn all these songs (Alex Day and Hank Green and Adele and The Mountain Goats and Imogen Heap and Eurovision and Dispatch and Chameleon Circuit and...) and it would be more fun to busk with eventually, I think, even though it's a much more common instrument too. But maybe the calluses would be too bad? I have weak fingers.
7. The house sold.
My house.
My house
sold.
They're selling my house to someone. Someone bought it. They're spending money on it and everything.
8. So we're moving two weeks after I get back to the states.
9. I forgot to turn an assignment in and instead of just emailing it to the professor I put my computer, curled up, and stopped breathing for a while.
10. I feel heavy. Like there are weights on my arms, pulling me down. My eyes don't want to stay open. Getting up makes my head spin. I just want to crawl back under the covers and sleep.
11. Going to Tivoli tomorrow? I have not done any of my work for any of my classes, I'm procrastinating on research right now, plus it's supposed to rain tomorrow... *sigh*
12. I miss home. I miss my house. I miss my parents. I miss my brother. I miss my roommate-sister-thing. I miss curling up on the rug in the front hall when it all seems too big.
13. I miss The Mob. Kinda a lot.
14. I think I have too many hobbies. Like, I want to play the flute and also practice the guitar and eventually play that really well, and I also want to edit photos and I want to be in Chorale and do theater and also work on my novel(s) and maybe even finish something, and I'd like to spend time with people too, and... that's a lot of things to do, while also being in college.
15. Oh fuck I only have one year of college left what am I going to do after that?
ohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuckohfuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck