yesterday when i should have been doing actual work on my paper that is due on wednesday i compiled everything i ever wrote between my xanga and livejournal. i deleted them after that. it's an odd feeling to know that my chronicles are not on that website anymore but in a word document waiting to be printed. i spent the past few days reading over and re-living moments from high school and trying so hard to figure out what the one cryptic word is supposed to represent. nine times out of ten i never figured it out. i am excited to have them printed and bound and neatly placed among all my other journals where they belong. combined between xanga and livejournal, i've got over three hundred pages of reminiscing ahead of me during the christmas break.
now,
there's snow outside and my head aches and feels the size of texas but i am truckin' on. i did all sorts of responsible things today such as the filling out of bursary applications and online budget summaries, research for papers, thesis proposal polishing and even sleeping. i know sleeping isn't all that responsible but so very necessary. i also tried to grow up and be an adult even if that's not what everyone wanted.
currently listening to: black kids
1 comment:
i think you are growing up beautifully.
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