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i have a hard time writing for other people. live journaling isn't so easy once a girl's transcended her bubble of egocentricity. but i'll make an exception.
people i miss. people i want to see. people i swear i will call once i have a moment of spare time. school is complete, save for finals. then after, i will stampede my way through all your lives. prepare yourselves.
it seems i've let ambition overtake my basic human needs, such as love and friendship. ambition has left me an awfully lonely girl. i'm afraid i'll turn into macbeth and end up killing someone to get ahead. then suffer decapitation in the bitter end.
i really ought to give myself a break. what's the hurry, right? it's more imperative i enjoy my youth while i have it. isn't that the old adage? yes. fun is not the enemy. i need to remind myself of that every day, but i never listen because i never trust myself.
someone needs to kidnap me and put me on a boat to finland. that's the only solution.
at least there's spain to look forward to. a bottle of wine there costs only a few euros, the same as a glass of coke in a typical spanish restaurant. thank you, i will take the wine. a bottle a day should suffice. my work will be more of a back burner project. i'm really more concerned with indulgence to be perfectly honest. and i'll bring you all back souvenirs. perhaps a spaniard or two.
people i miss. people i want to see. people i swear i will call once i have a moment of spare time. school is complete, save for finals. then after, i will stampede my way through all your lives. prepare yourselves.
it seems i've let ambition overtake my basic human needs, such as love and friendship. ambition has left me an awfully lonely girl. i'm afraid i'll turn into macbeth and end up killing someone to get ahead. then suffer decapitation in the bitter end.
i really ought to give myself a break. what's the hurry, right? it's more imperative i enjoy my youth while i have it. isn't that the old adage? yes. fun is not the enemy. i need to remind myself of that every day, but i never listen because i never trust myself.
someone needs to kidnap me and put me on a boat to finland. that's the only solution.
at least there's spain to look forward to. a bottle of wine there costs only a few euros, the same as a glass of coke in a typical spanish restaurant. thank you, i will take the wine. a bottle a day should suffice. my work will be more of a back burner project. i'm really more concerned with indulgence to be perfectly honest. and i'll bring you all back souvenirs. perhaps a spaniard or two.