Mar 01, 2005 16:09
I feel lovely. My writing class was cancelled today, and I feel like that was a warning from some higher power. I have one last chance [today] to get my work done and not fuck this up. I want it to snow some more so I can keep this vacation going. I have no focus. Not on schoolwork, on boys, on girls, I just can't focus.
And sometimes I don't want to.