Nov 23, 2004 09:02
I have to go to the beach house for thanks giving. I really don't like Washington Beaches. I like my lady bug tent, but I do believe the cold may freeze, dehydrate, and possibly fossilize my penis. I would rather go there when it's not rain season. I don't care to watch stupid Sadie chase seaguls in the weedy green water when the sandy wind is wet and abrasive chilled skin. But even though I hate being confined to indoor activity, I will make the best of it and read or something.
There are a lot of things that are supposed to happen today that I don't want to happen. I feel, uh, unfortunate. But oh well. I feel like there isn't a lot I can do about that. So, I get to go swing dancing. And I get to Read poetry. I feel splendid. =3 I hope our teacher emails us with all kinds of things next week.
I think I've been boring myself over the past two months. I havn't been doing a lot that makes me feel accomplished and I think that's effecting other areas of my life. I mean, I felt a very powerful drive at one point and I sort of need to boil until there's enough steam to make me want to do something again. A three month break would be nice, and I should ask my mother for one. Yes. I should. Hmm. That is what I should do. And I should volunteer, a lot, acquiring a love for something new in the world. And I should make up my mind on what I want to do with my young life in a way that's less expensive than buying classes. Cheers!