I stole a box of icecream sandwiches today. I also skipped English class to go golf with Bronwyn's gym class. And I hit a hole in one when golfing with Christie. What a day of firsts. I wrote a really, really good story that I'm proud of. I've never had that .. where I write something that even I love. I want everyone to read it just because I love it so much. I love it so much that I'm not self conscious about it. I don't care if everyone else hates it, because I am just so proud of it. It only took seventeen years of my life, hey? Anyways. After writing that story I've started to pay more attention to the things that I think about. I think about how many times I look down at my feet, because I'm self conscious of my legs. I think about how I have so many thoughts but I end up stuffing 95% of those thoughts in the back of my mind because I don't want to tell anybody. Today Bronwyn and I had a heart to heart, which is something I haven't had in a long time, and it felt really good to finally tell someone all of the thoughts I have choked down for the past year.
I don't write in this very often. I also don't see Heather very often, who I love very much. I am trying to golf more often, grad is coming up fairly soon and I still think about the wrong things way too often.
listening to: in our bedroom after the war - stars
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