i have had the same song on repeat for the past twenty minutes which i'll probably regret tomorrow when i play it while i walk to school and turn it off because i've listened to it too many times. i don't know what exactly happened but for a while there was this little hole of doubt in my head, which is the worst feeling, you know? that kept on growing and growing, like when there's a hole in your pants where your legs touch and you can't get it to go away even if you stitch it up. i got over it-- i like to work through these things because i like to think bob and i are worth it (yes). i hate being called on in english because i feel like my gesticulations don't properly convey the actual functioning words and phrases being made up in my head that somehow can't make their way out of my mouth and then i turn into a puddle of nerves and sweat. but other than that and my brand new pack of photo paper being stolen i think i like school. i'm excited for project runway on wednesday... i think i might actually watch this season.
i feel like something either incredibly boring or incredibly breathtaking will happen soon and i am hoping for the latter; i secretly know it's the latter because i feel something quivering in my bones and i think i feel it in yours too.