Life.

Her corpse is poetry,
the carcass, prose.


I wrote this novel, just for you, it sounds pretentious, but it's true

hahaha.


It's always looking up.

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I feel ugly and like I am antisocial. I am here in Columbia with nothing to do but stay at home and read, and I was/am looking forward to it, but is this really my view of fun? I haven't taken a photograph in over six months. Maybe I will look and try to find a place that sells film.

meh.

Heartsick.

I checked online today to see the new schedule for the May since I don't plan on coming back next year. I was upset because there was no marketing 101 or that blue screen class that was supposed to be there in the maymester. And it just hit me. No more school. I've been doing nothing but education now since I was four years old. 14 out of four years of my life. My life will be pretty empty without this whole learning stuff. Thing is, it wasn't learning. I haven't learned really anything for a while now, but ya know, this is my life. What am I going to do with it? It just hit me I'm gonig to have a lot of free time on my hand, and I don't want to spend it being a worker with nothing to do. Do I want that? Do I want to work all day come home and cuddle with James? Isn't that what he's been doing for three years now? Will my life become boring and will I be inept? There's gotta be more to it...just gotta..