A note from she who has been siezed by wanderlust

Jan 08, 2003 17:57

Nothing much to say to you, but as it has been a good while, I feel compelled to say something.

School is back, as I knew it would be. I was sitting in Chemistry on Monday thinking back to the Friday before Christmas Break, thinking about how I thought (then) that I would be back at that same desk in sixteen days, and nothing would change that. I didn't know how my Christmas would go, how the rest of the Holiday would go, or how I would fare in general, but I knew I'd be back. There I was. Nothing had changed (as I hoped it would), but there are more days to live. Today is one of them...

We're writing and performing plays in English, which is actually an amazing opportunity. I wish I could put more thought or effort into it because is that not what ELizabeth and I were longing to do all summer? Alas, I fear it will be cliche and horrendous. We can try, though we do not have a vision.

School in general is not as torturous as I had imagined it would be. I really do need to just take the information I get, absorb it, and apply it. This is for my own good. I disagree with the prison-like atmosphere that haunts the halls of Bensalem High School, but what can I do about that? Absolutely nothing. I must live with it, and rise above it. Eventually, I will be gone from here.

Yesterday was a productive day, which felt good. I cleaned, and I did my homework. I even exercised (I've gotten heavy to a point where it feels wrong to mock those that are fat, which, as awful as it sounds - and is - is merely true. I can't be in awe of clothing and fat...doesn't work. I will not fall into the doom of my mother's family whose only passion is eating. I don't even like food. Okay, I do, but this is stupid. I must stop before it is too late to turn back...or is it too late already? Anyway...). I read books - ones that I can in good conscience name - and they were good, inspiring (as ever).

Tomorrow is the day for the return of sunglasses! Contacts! Sunglasses won't actually come until I purchase them, but after that, there is no stopping me. I want some Dior...hehe.

That is all, and nothing at all, but all that there is for now.

writing, high school, whining

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