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now is not the time to fall.
it's just not.
and that's all i have to say on the matter.
i have been is such a good mood lately. nothing has gotten me down. i think it's this weather that is making me happy. although the winter isnt all bad, and i enjoyed christmas and new years i am so ready to shed the sweatshirts and sweaters and start wearing short sleeves and flip flops! which, i have been able to do for two or three days.
i just love the coming of spring. saying summer is almost here! Plus, im reading the sun also rises by hemmingway and so far i am absoultely loving it.
i compared the writting style to salinger's catcher in the rye and my father came back atme saying salinger dragged his sentences and hemmingway went right to the point. whatev dad man, long sentence or short sentence, both these books have the same depressive none essertive style. the rythm seems the same.
i love finding old books with the pages all folded from where the previous reader stopped and restarted; and when you are able to somehow stop at the same place. it blows my mind that the last time it was read was by my father some time in his younger years.
im tired of the aspect of school. going and hearing more bitching about how teachers arent fair because they actually teach. i moan and groan about my geometry teacher but at the end of the day, its not because he's a bad teacher its because i am not willing to learn. ive put up a wall between myslef and math.
geeze.
i do feel weird.
i honestly dont like the feeling i have right now.
giddy and butterflies arent my style.
it's just not.
and that's all i have to say on the matter.
i have been is such a good mood lately. nothing has gotten me down. i think it's this weather that is making me happy. although the winter isnt all bad, and i enjoyed christmas and new years i am so ready to shed the sweatshirts and sweaters and start wearing short sleeves and flip flops! which, i have been able to do for two or three days.
i just love the coming of spring. saying summer is almost here! Plus, im reading the sun also rises by hemmingway and so far i am absoultely loving it.
i compared the writting style to salinger's catcher in the rye and my father came back atme saying salinger dragged his sentences and hemmingway went right to the point. whatev dad man, long sentence or short sentence, both these books have the same depressive none essertive style. the rythm seems the same.
i love finding old books with the pages all folded from where the previous reader stopped and restarted; and when you are able to somehow stop at the same place. it blows my mind that the last time it was read was by my father some time in his younger years.
im tired of the aspect of school. going and hearing more bitching about how teachers arent fair because they actually teach. i moan and groan about my geometry teacher but at the end of the day, its not because he's a bad teacher its because i am not willing to learn. ive put up a wall between myslef and math.
geeze.
i do feel weird.
i honestly dont like the feeling i have right now.
giddy and butterflies arent my style.