I really need to stop. It's becoming ridiculous. Why am I such a constant worrier?
I've slacked off a lot in school lately. There's a term for that - SENIORITIS. I'm so over this semester. I almost get mad thinking about how tired I am of school. Tomorrow I finally get a break. No work, no school, and I'm going to a Christmas party. Oh yeah, and I'M SLEEPING IN.
I can't wait until I can find something with substance to talk about here..
I'm in love with The Allman Brothers Band right now. And Heart. I always have been. But I love it when you have favorite songs that you listen to a lot, then you leave them for a while, and when you come back and listen, they're even better than before.
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1 comment:
Yup, the feeling is like discovering some greens in your old jeans pocket when you are broke and feeling low, down, dirty and mean.
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