We’re just the same as we were, just our eyes never found what I see now; my feet are on the ground
Goddamn, haven't written in this thing in a while.
So lately I've been a little miserable. I really don't like a lot of things about school. Summer just feels like my time, I don't worry about shit at all during the summer, and something about being back changes that. I hate knowing that I barely care about most of the hours I spend at Memorial, and it hurts to know that they actually might matter.
I guess I'm writing this to remind myself that I'm gonna have to do this, and really, I guess I can.
But the girl I wanna be, she doesn't come around until summer. Oh, and weekends in fall. I love fall. I feel better in the fall. I can't wait until October. But the girl I'm proud to call myself, I don't know where she is a lot of the time. And it makes me sad.
I have a lot of homework this weekend that I need to do and probably won't get around to. I just hate even looking at my textbooks now, and on top of that I have my drivers test on Monday and I'm gonna fail and I'm just not ready for this. I feel a little bit alone right now. I know I'm not, but just things with Anna Mae made me angry, and Matt's frustrating me just by being himself and my lover's wife has fangs for teeth and everyone's going to die! Hehe...sorry...that last part was my line from Lion in Winter...the play's actually called "THE Lion in Winter", but fuck that.
Rehearsal makes me happy. I think coaching will too. It feels good to act again...I haven't since Vegas. I miss it, and I'm really excited for my D.I., if Hardin dearest lets me do it. If I can't sleep after I type this, I'm gonna do some more work with Girl, Interrupted. Yah, I think I will. I'm still reading Persuasion. The way Jane Austen writes, it kinda lulls me to sleep sometimes. I made cookies tonight; chocolate chip with extra cinnamon added, and then I at some popcorn afterwards, so I don't know how I'm physically gonna get to bed. But I'll try.
So...yah. Goodnight.
So lately I've been a little miserable. I really don't like a lot of things about school. Summer just feels like my time, I don't worry about shit at all during the summer, and something about being back changes that. I hate knowing that I barely care about most of the hours I spend at Memorial, and it hurts to know that they actually might matter.
I guess I'm writing this to remind myself that I'm gonna have to do this, and really, I guess I can.
But the girl I wanna be, she doesn't come around until summer. Oh, and weekends in fall. I love fall. I feel better in the fall. I can't wait until October. But the girl I'm proud to call myself, I don't know where she is a lot of the time. And it makes me sad.
I have a lot of homework this weekend that I need to do and probably won't get around to. I just hate even looking at my textbooks now, and on top of that I have my drivers test on Monday and I'm gonna fail and I'm just not ready for this. I feel a little bit alone right now. I know I'm not, but just things with Anna Mae made me angry, and Matt's frustrating me just by being himself and my lover's wife has fangs for teeth and everyone's going to die! Hehe...sorry...that last part was my line from Lion in Winter...the play's actually called "THE Lion in Winter", but fuck that.
Rehearsal makes me happy. I think coaching will too. It feels good to act again...I haven't since Vegas. I miss it, and I'm really excited for my D.I., if Hardin dearest lets me do it. If I can't sleep after I type this, I'm gonna do some more work with Girl, Interrupted. Yah, I think I will. I'm still reading Persuasion. The way Jane Austen writes, it kinda lulls me to sleep sometimes. I made cookies tonight; chocolate chip with extra cinnamon added, and then I at some popcorn afterwards, so I don't know how I'm physically gonna get to bed. But I'll try.
So...yah. Goodnight.