Jan 07, 2005 23:00
I am in love: if you don't know what that's like, I don't think I can explain it.
I am going to Vegas next weekend: excitement, happiness, fear of potential gambling addiction.
I am going to be 25 next weekend: fear and loathing, isn't everyone supposed to know what they're doing with their life by 25?
Another semester is right around the corner: what's the point, when will this ever end? and a little excitement and interest.
If I learned one new language every three years I could learn at least 6 more languages before I'm 50.
I feel like I have so much time and that I make so little use of it. I have lost so much time already, I want my life to be rich, but I can't focus.