Did y'all just stop talking to me, or what?
I have been trying to update for literally more than 24 hours. LJ hates me.
Good things this week:
- Texas and I both having less homework
- The Boyfriend's parents coming to visit
- Newspaper coming to visit
- Texas and I going to BASEBALL
- The Boyfriend's parents taking us to Cirque du Soleil
Then one week, during which I do not have work, then Texas's 21ST BIRTHDAY, then SCHOOL'S OUT. Basically, things are good. I mean, I still don't really know what's going on, what I want to do with my life, the person I want to be. But as we have a break in schoolwork, I'm realizing how fucking great life is without school's stress, and I realize that I'm not going to have the stress of school in only a couple weeks, and so things are better.
Went to dinner with The Boyfriend's parents last night, am probably going to dinner with Newspaper tomorrow night. And The Boyfriend's parents will probably take me out at least once more. Aka: this is a week of free food. It is glorious.
I've hit a point where I want to be Hunter S. Thompson."I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me."
I just want to fool around and write. And sure, I'm probably just young and I'll probably grow out of it, but I feel like I should do it while I have the chance, right? I'm a strong advocate of bad decisions that don't ruin your life (or anyone else's, for that matter). Things with the IOM (which sort of had the heat turned up) and with Texas show that pretty clearly.
So here's to fucking up without dying, living like I'm alive.
Good things this week:
- Texas and I both having less homework
- The Boyfriend's parents coming to visit
- Newspaper coming to visit
- Texas and I going to BASEBALL
- The Boyfriend's parents taking us to Cirque du Soleil
Then one week, during which I do not have work, then Texas's 21ST BIRTHDAY, then SCHOOL'S OUT. Basically, things are good. I mean, I still don't really know what's going on, what I want to do with my life, the person I want to be. But as we have a break in schoolwork, I'm realizing how fucking great life is without school's stress, and I realize that I'm not going to have the stress of school in only a couple weeks, and so things are better.
Went to dinner with The Boyfriend's parents last night, am probably going to dinner with Newspaper tomorrow night. And The Boyfriend's parents will probably take me out at least once more. Aka: this is a week of free food. It is glorious.
I've hit a point where I want to be Hunter S. Thompson."I hate to advocate drugs, alcohol, violence, or insanity to anyone, but they've always worked for me."
I just want to fool around and write. And sure, I'm probably just young and I'll probably grow out of it, but I feel like I should do it while I have the chance, right? I'm a strong advocate of bad decisions that don't ruin your life (or anyone else's, for that matter). Things with the IOM (which sort of had the heat turned up) and with Texas show that pretty clearly.
So here's to fucking up without dying, living like I'm alive.