After the university fair and much deliberation, that four has been refined to…
Six.
Shit.
Oh well! *all cheery-like* I have time…
NOT!
My future is looming and I don’t know what I’m going to do with it.
I am having a midlife crisis.
I need a nap.
I’m gonna take one.
“I’m going to kill you. Then bury you. Then dig up your bones and clone you. THEN KILL YOUR CLONES”
Thanks, Mr. Farrow. I feel much less terrified.
Today was Talk Like a Pirate Day. The things I do for my own entertainment. Also, drama thing auditions. Also, Jazz band. Big dirty blister thanks to Bertha.
TO DO TONIGHT:
- Take notes, study for music test
- Start French sheet
- Tidy room
- DO MEDIA STUDIES STUFF
- Plan Thursday/Friday/whatever.
- Take nap
More later.
Around. That is all. I’ve adventured, I’ve slept, I’ve made pacts, and done lots of fun things. I figure, most of the people who are reading this, have been around or I have talked to you since my last entry, before I fell off the internet. I’ll be making updates more regularly. I might even be finishing the website.
Here. Have some Goethe:
“Stars, you are unfortunate, I pity you,
Beautiful as you are, shining in your glory,
Who guide seafaring men through stress and peril
And have no recompense from gods or mortals,
Love you do not, nor do you know what love is.
Hours that are aeons urgently conducting
Your figures in a dance through the vast heaven,
What journey have you ended in this moment,
Since lingering in the arms of my beloved
I lost all memory of you and midnight.”
Wow. At least I didn’t post song lyrics.
Jazz band audition tomorrow. Grimy McPhee. Hooray!