hmm
I've decided that I am faaaar too irritable. I find myself irritated by loud people, stupid people, overly cheerful people, curious people, people who walk slowly, people who say "like" or "um" too often, people who talk incessantly...sometimes even people who are fat or ugly, which is completely horrid because that is totally not their fault. Maybe now that I've addressed it, it'll be easier to change my rotten attitude and stop being such a bitch.
Or maybe it's because I'm the most impatient person in the world, and right now there are two--count 'em, two--huuuuuuge decisions I'm waiting to hear about. Did I make it to the Finalist stage of National Merit? Did I make it into the ballet program at OU? If either one of those is a no, I'm pretty much toast. And now that I'm within weeks of knowing both, it's even harder to wait than it was months ago. Can I just get some fucking peace of mind, EVER? EVER?
That is what's looming over me in the second section of Released. Not a Yukon. Just a big fat mass of suspenseful NOTHING.
Edit:
You know what? I'm in love with Drew Neitzel. There's just something about an amazing, driven, hard-core athlete that is sooooo sexy.
Or maybe it's because I'm the most impatient person in the world, and right now there are two--count 'em, two--huuuuuuge decisions I'm waiting to hear about. Did I make it to the Finalist stage of National Merit? Did I make it into the ballet program at OU? If either one of those is a no, I'm pretty much toast. And now that I'm within weeks of knowing both, it's even harder to wait than it was months ago. Can I just get some fucking peace of mind, EVER? EVER?
That is what's looming over me in the second section of Released. Not a Yukon. Just a big fat mass of suspenseful NOTHING.
Edit:
You know what? I'm in love with Drew Neitzel. There's just something about an amazing, driven, hard-core athlete that is sooooo sexy.