Let's pretend we don't exist, let's pretend we're in antarctica...
This semester has passed by before my eyes. i finished all 3 term papers in one week. only one painting left to finish by next tuesday, and a few easy finals to take and i'm all done. i believe i've changed a good bit over the semester but it is not up to par with the fact that i still want to make my life better. there are only a handful of people that "really" know me...maybe i should change that? i just don't want to let myself down my whole life. i am excited to go home for 2 weeks. then i am coming back to ny and working rsr 40 hours a week for a month. nothing like making good money doing nothing but watching movies, listening to music, and reading. these next 2 weeks are going to be a little stressful. i'm turning 20 on december 22nd and it really freaks me out beyond belief. i won't be a teenager any longer. i don't like to regret things, but i feel that there are so many more things i should have done by this point and i haven't. no point sulking if i can't go back in time. i swear i'm sane.