This is the end
Busy week. busy busy busy. no time for anything that hasn't already been put on my plate. i like it.
life will be strange next week. school is starting, friends are all gone/going to their colleges of many different lands. i'll be meeting new people and pretty much starting over as an adult. i don't believe it yet.
i'm afraid i might want to be some sort of teacher. or supervisor of ... something. i don't know. i feel weird.
parents are getting weird and buying new expensive things. like this here computer. it's cool, for a mac... i think i just like the lcd screen best.
why can't life be simple, like it was when i was three?
life will be strange next week. school is starting, friends are all gone/going to their colleges of many different lands. i'll be meeting new people and pretty much starting over as an adult. i don't believe it yet.
i'm afraid i might want to be some sort of teacher. or supervisor of ... something. i don't know. i feel weird.
parents are getting weird and buying new expensive things. like this here computer. it's cool, for a mac... i think i just like the lcd screen best.
why can't life be simple, like it was when i was three?