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i feel like saying 'another long week is drawing to a close.' but it's simply untrue. today is only wednesday. it just feels as though it's closing because, maybe, i've given up on it. buying a candle to sit on my desk, lit, while i take a nap and pretend to do homework was the best decision i've made this week. it is so relaxing.
i don't want to think that part of me that was writing music like a maniac for the past three weeks has dried up. so i won't. i'll go prove myself otherwise right now. then i will write my term paper.
my mom called me at 7 am this morning and really stressed me out. i am supposed to call her back this evening but i'd like to get my paper done. i cannot believe how fast this semester has gone by. i almost let it slip away from me toward the end. tomorrow night i will be making up any and all algebra assignments which i neglected- completely unintentionally, might i add.
this guy wants to give his persuasive speech final over why he's better than me. isn't that cute? i think that means he looks up to me :) or just wishes he was better than me. he is completely the tenth grade version of myself, except 7 feet tall and male. me if i had not gone to nyc and almost died 1,000 times before ending up where i am now.
on saturday bruce and i are getting up ass early to go to a handgun safety course. i think it will be nice. this summer and everything that will or may happen is still negotiable. in fits of passion i am much braver than my true self. my true self is easily charmed by sweet words.
i don't want to think that part of me that was writing music like a maniac for the past three weeks has dried up. so i won't. i'll go prove myself otherwise right now. then i will write my term paper.
my mom called me at 7 am this morning and really stressed me out. i am supposed to call her back this evening but i'd like to get my paper done. i cannot believe how fast this semester has gone by. i almost let it slip away from me toward the end. tomorrow night i will be making up any and all algebra assignments which i neglected- completely unintentionally, might i add.
this guy wants to give his persuasive speech final over why he's better than me. isn't that cute? i think that means he looks up to me :) or just wishes he was better than me. he is completely the tenth grade version of myself, except 7 feet tall and male. me if i had not gone to nyc and almost died 1,000 times before ending up where i am now.
on saturday bruce and i are getting up ass early to go to a handgun safety course. i think it will be nice. this summer and everything that will or may happen is still negotiable. in fits of passion i am much braver than my true self. my true self is easily charmed by sweet words.