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< / > Not That Attractive, Really April 22, 2005 *~* 6:04 p.m. Today was a nice day. We had class outside in the grass and then I laid on the roof basking in sunshine until Gm and I went downtown and got gelato. And now we're back and I can hear low sky rumblings far away and it's sprinkly, so I'm really really excited at the possibility of a loud summer thunderstorm, since out of all the Portland rain so far, there's yet to be anything noisy. I also have a big paper to write by tomorrow, but I'm at least sort of started on it, so it's not too terrible. I got my schedule worked out and it seems like it will be feasible, which is all I really needed. I wanted someone to tell me that it was okay and they believed in me and that I can do something if I really want to, which is true, I just still don't know for sure if I do. But I think I might be headed in the right direction, and I can change my schedule and I can do great things with my life still. So things might be looking up. There's only a week of school left and I really can't fathom such a thing. My feet are really dirty. I had to run to catch the bus to and back again, but I was wearing flip flops and might have broken my ankle, so I had to take them off and run, carefree and windblown across the meadow. Except not quite that attractive. . . Oh well. I need to work. |