I feel like a completely different person now that the semester is over. A happier and friendlier person. simple things make me feel ecstatic. Suddenly, things are not as terrible as they all seemed. Actually, they are still terrible, but the seem less threatening when they aren't facing you. Does that make any sense at all?
I tried to prevent a snapping turtle from becoming road kill. It was so huge and its reflexes were fast enough where I was worried it would take my finger if I put my hand near it. We did get it to go back into the grass, though.
I recently began becoming more inquisitive about my heritage. Our ancestors were resilient, smart, and terrifying people.
I have writing more too. I started writing a story; this is old news. The real news is that I didn't give up writing it after chapter 1. I'm working on the 6th chapter!
That is all for today, I think.
Graduation was fun. I like my current school, but I miss the one I just graduated from...
I have my first degree...an Associate's. :)
Although I finished in the Fall my graduation ceremony is in 2 days...The excitement just hit me like a train.
You are lovely.
3.769. Now, I don't want to do thing I never quite talk about. I am pleased. That's all that matters.
I am mentally preparing myself to ignore the family members that expect nothing less than 4.0 after my mom tells everyone she knows.
I finally watched the Hunger Games. I heard it wasn't great, but I liked it. Maybe my perception is different from those who read the book beforehand. I want to read the book...
There are too many moments where either one of my family members or close friends says something completely off the wall and I have absolutely no idea how I'm supposed to react.
Do I laugh? Cry? Say something?
Most times, I end up saying nothing and probably looking as lost I feel.
Free!! Until Fall semester! Yay!
It's combination of everything: fear, regret, sorrow...
Thinking about someone I idolize quite a bit, I realize I'm not doing enough about it. Or am I? Will the pain never go away?
I don't know. I can only continue to bury it. Fill the void. With happy things. Things I enjoy. Unfortunately, there are not too many people I enjoy.
The stupid things I do always come back to bite me. You may not believe this, but I don't always think things through. They don't seem dumb before I do them. Only afterwards when I'm thinking "Oh, sugarcookies!!!"
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