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all i want in life is a bagel.
wisdom teeth out. warm and fuzzy and a bit dizzy from the pain pills. and crabby as all hell because i'm hungry and bored.
i will go back to school this fall and bang this shit out. it's really not that hard. i just need to buckle down and do it.
look at me, dancing my way down 11th street, pounding the pavement to "rise" in my fab black heeled booties... or badass docs... and red lipstick and betsey bag. marching into school. chatting up who i need to chat up. buckling down to business. writing papers. going to class. doing my reading. finishing up so i can get out, so i can make it to new orleans. because i miss my man!
i suppose that means i need to come to terms with the fact that my days in the city i love so much and base so much of myself around are numbered... i got nostalgic (or, pre-nostalgic i suppose) watching sex and the city last night. i just need to live it up these coming months, buckle down to write my thesis, party it up and do all those things i've always wanted to do in the city. rock it out. and make my move to that southern city i've fallen for.
together we rise...
wisdom teeth out. warm and fuzzy and a bit dizzy from the pain pills. and crabby as all hell because i'm hungry and bored.
i will go back to school this fall and bang this shit out. it's really not that hard. i just need to buckle down and do it.
look at me, dancing my way down 11th street, pounding the pavement to "rise" in my fab black heeled booties... or badass docs... and red lipstick and betsey bag. marching into school. chatting up who i need to chat up. buckling down to business. writing papers. going to class. doing my reading. finishing up so i can get out, so i can make it to new orleans. because i miss my man!
i suppose that means i need to come to terms with the fact that my days in the city i love so much and base so much of myself around are numbered... i got nostalgic (or, pre-nostalgic i suppose) watching sex and the city last night. i just need to live it up these coming months, buckle down to write my thesis, party it up and do all those things i've always wanted to do in the city. rock it out. and make my move to that southern city i've fallen for.
together we rise...