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I skipped going to the gym today to finish a poem. Yeeeeeah progress!
In other news:
My poetry has officially been published twice(!), or will be once the magazines come out, anyway.
School is dreadful, but Averill Curdy is the absolute best. It's been so long since I had a teacher who really pushed and motivated me or made me want to create art just for art's sake. I've written more in the three weeks since this quarter began than I have in the last three months.
However, my writing is severely interfering with my ability to do anything else. Which does not bode well for my grades.
College feels so much more like high school than high school ever did. I want OUT.
Oh, get over it.
In other news:
My poetry has officially been published twice(!), or will be once the magazines come out, anyway.
School is dreadful, but Averill Curdy is the absolute best. It's been so long since I had a teacher who really pushed and motivated me or made me want to create art just for art's sake. I've written more in the three weeks since this quarter began than I have in the last three months.
However, my writing is severely interfering with my ability to do anything else. Which does not bode well for my grades.
College feels so much more like high school than high school ever did. I want OUT.
Oh, get over it.