thoughts from the precipice
i don't really know wtf kind of meaningful thing i want to do with my life. right now i'm still caught up in figuring out myself.
i am...
doing what feels good, while i arduously sort out what makes me feel bad
trying to subdue my exceptional volatility, or at least cope with it properly
spending money on vacations for myself, even though i am terrified of being unemployed and broke after i graduate...
speaking of which!
me and gordo's valentine's day/anniversary trip to disneyland/los angeles was a wild success. a year is a pretty long time, but the novelty still hasn't worn off. my boyfriend is a rare and remarkable creature, and i love him more every day.
it's almost march. next thing i know, i'll have lived another decade.
i wonder where we'll be by then?
i am...
doing what feels good, while i arduously sort out what makes me feel bad
trying to subdue my exceptional volatility, or at least cope with it properly
spending money on vacations for myself, even though i am terrified of being unemployed and broke after i graduate...
speaking of which!
me and gordo's valentine's day/anniversary trip to disneyland/los angeles was a wild success. a year is a pretty long time, but the novelty still hasn't worn off. my boyfriend is a rare and remarkable creature, and i love him more every day.
it's almost march. next thing i know, i'll have lived another decade.
i wonder where we'll be by then?