Stoned.
I'm so happy now that I'm an English Major in Secondary ed! I feel like I belong there, I love the stuff I'm reading and learning! And I feel like I'm working towards something that I can use and will need. Something that will make a major difference in my future. Walking around campus these past few days, I realized how serene the quad was at my school. The sun shining down, the trees, the birds that aren't afraid of people; there's something about the atmosphere at my school that feels so bright and so me. It's uplifting because it feels like this is where I belong, this is where I'm supposed to be at this point in my life. This is where I was always meant to be and that everything will turn out fine.
I want to go to the providence poetry slam sometimes. It would be nice to have someone to hear my thoughts.
I think maybe I'm going to start carrying a writers journal, so that when I have time to write the stuff I think down, I can and I can use it for something later.
...I have more stuff I wanted to write in here, but forgot what I was thinking.
I know its the pot, but that statement above was so hypocritical
I want to go to the providence poetry slam sometimes. It would be nice to have someone to hear my thoughts.
I think maybe I'm going to start carrying a writers journal, so that when I have time to write the stuff I think down, I can and I can use it for something later.
...I have more stuff I wanted to write in here, but forgot what I was thinking.
I know its the pot, but that statement above was so hypocritical