INDEPENDENT PROJECT #14
i'm tired. and slowly.... i think i may just be dying.
yup, there it is. the end of it all. and it will turn out so great and everyone will feel like they've done something good. i will still be proud by all of our success with this show. but then i'll have to focus on the reality that i have been neglecting to think about because this fashion show has consumed a large portion of my brain space as of late. when it's all over i'll have to come back to the reality that my cell phone is lost. how old am i? who loses a cell phone after owning it for less than 2 months. especially on the day when i was realizing that it was becoming a necessity in my life. maybe it was that something, that unknown force, telling me that i don't need a phone considering i had been telling myself the same thing since i had friends in my life with phones in high school. but i am an adult now and i am doing grown up things. and finishing a degree and putting on a fucking fashion show and fundraiser! my very first of both!
boy i am going crazy.
ha ha, i just read this entry over again and despite all the sadness of losing my phone and thinking about all the realities i have to come back to and deal with after this show is done, i like how i can still find optimism in it all. "i will still be proud by all of our success with this show." but like, as if this isn't going to be good. between khadija, terra and myself; we know a whole lot of people and a damn near crazy variety of good souls in all shapes and sizes!
i am still irritated that no one emails back though. how hard is it to let me know that you are there and understanding me or excited or just wanting to say hello? it's a prety stressed out and lonely life i am leading this past semester, despite how much i have to do and how much i see people, i don't see people in the way i want to see them. there is always this looming of what i have to do next but i keep taking on more and more tasks because i wish so much that i had super powers that i start thinking i actually do. i'm going to burn out and crash really hard anytime now.....
i want my phone back!!!!!!
eme spelt backwards, is crazy.
yup, there it is. the end of it all. and it will turn out so great and everyone will feel like they've done something good. i will still be proud by all of our success with this show. but then i'll have to focus on the reality that i have been neglecting to think about because this fashion show has consumed a large portion of my brain space as of late. when it's all over i'll have to come back to the reality that my cell phone is lost. how old am i? who loses a cell phone after owning it for less than 2 months. especially on the day when i was realizing that it was becoming a necessity in my life. maybe it was that something, that unknown force, telling me that i don't need a phone considering i had been telling myself the same thing since i had friends in my life with phones in high school. but i am an adult now and i am doing grown up things. and finishing a degree and putting on a fucking fashion show and fundraiser! my very first of both!
boy i am going crazy.
ha ha, i just read this entry over again and despite all the sadness of losing my phone and thinking about all the realities i have to come back to and deal with after this show is done, i like how i can still find optimism in it all. "i will still be proud by all of our success with this show." but like, as if this isn't going to be good. between khadija, terra and myself; we know a whole lot of people and a damn near crazy variety of good souls in all shapes and sizes!
i am still irritated that no one emails back though. how hard is it to let me know that you are there and understanding me or excited or just wanting to say hello? it's a prety stressed out and lonely life i am leading this past semester, despite how much i have to do and how much i see people, i don't see people in the way i want to see them. there is always this looming of what i have to do next but i keep taking on more and more tasks because i wish so much that i had super powers that i start thinking i actually do. i'm going to burn out and crash really hard anytime now.....
i want my phone back!!!!!!
eme spelt backwards, is crazy.