It's delicate
Ya know what sucks real bad? Fire drills in my dorm at 9pm on a night like tonight. 63 degrees and pouring rain. SO WET AND COLD, without an umbrella! AAHHH!
I haven't been really thinking about much lately, which I supposed could be good for the time being. But in the long run everythings going to come tumbling down. I'm spending far more than my budget, not studying as much as I should, and not seeing my friends like I should. I need to write. I need to take pictures. I need to paint. I need to dance. One sunny, warm day, I want to go to my classes barefoot. (well, aside from the ones in my dorm where I already do so...) I want to wear my long gypsy skirt, and paint my feet with pretty designs, and go to class without shoes. It seems like fun, until I step on glass and get AIDS or something, since AIDS likes to chill on broken glass and all.
I need to spend some time with my family also. Whenever I go home for a night, I'm barely at the house. And I haven't seen my grandma in about 2 weeks. Ever since my grandpa passed away in May, I feel guilty for not seeing them as much as I should. I make it a point to call her at least twice a week though, just to check in and see how she's doing, and let her know I'm OK and safe, so that she doesn't worry herself to death. I'm really close to her, and seeing how I still get upset and randomly cry over my grandpa sometimes, 4 months later, I'm scared to think of anything happening to her.
I need to also stick to my diet/exercise more. As in, don't pig out on junk food right after going to the gym. I put in a decent workout though when I go. I went Monday and today, and I'm sore. If I just keep with it, I'll stop being sore and it'll be WONDERFUL. Heh. Before it gets cold, I need to ride my damn bike. I haven't done that yet this year. Booo on me. I need a riding buddy!
Ooo, I think I just figured out what I'm going to make Andy M. for his birthday. Heh. YES.
I want to spin and dance and laugh and scream and twirl and sing and fall and smile and cuddle and kiss and love and LIVE.
I haven't been really thinking about much lately, which I supposed could be good for the time being. But in the long run everythings going to come tumbling down. I'm spending far more than my budget, not studying as much as I should, and not seeing my friends like I should. I need to write. I need to take pictures. I need to paint. I need to dance. One sunny, warm day, I want to go to my classes barefoot. (well, aside from the ones in my dorm where I already do so...) I want to wear my long gypsy skirt, and paint my feet with pretty designs, and go to class without shoes. It seems like fun, until I step on glass and get AIDS or something, since AIDS likes to chill on broken glass and all.
I need to spend some time with my family also. Whenever I go home for a night, I'm barely at the house. And I haven't seen my grandma in about 2 weeks. Ever since my grandpa passed away in May, I feel guilty for not seeing them as much as I should. I make it a point to call her at least twice a week though, just to check in and see how she's doing, and let her know I'm OK and safe, so that she doesn't worry herself to death. I'm really close to her, and seeing how I still get upset and randomly cry over my grandpa sometimes, 4 months later, I'm scared to think of anything happening to her.
I need to also stick to my diet/exercise more. As in, don't pig out on junk food right after going to the gym. I put in a decent workout though when I go. I went Monday and today, and I'm sore. If I just keep with it, I'll stop being sore and it'll be WONDERFUL. Heh. Before it gets cold, I need to ride my damn bike. I haven't done that yet this year. Booo on me. I need a riding buddy!
Ooo, I think I just figured out what I'm going to make Andy M. for his birthday. Heh. YES.
I want to spin and dance and laugh and scream and twirl and sing and fall and smile and cuddle and kiss and love and LIVE.