sometimes i feel as if my current general happiness depends on whether or not i feel like i am extraordinary at something or other in my life. if i feel like i am really, truly excellent at art or writing, ballet or friendships, school or arguing, being kind or mowing the lawn, etc ( Read more... )

looking through lists of the possible literature choices to write about for the 3rd essay of the ap english lit test is making me feel inadequate and illiterate ( Read more... )

i'll be here, for the next week:


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this is me ranting about college,

and i'm sure you've probably heard more than you ever wanted to about it from me already...

( so, you don't have to look at it. )

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tomorrow, i'm teaching a watercolor class to a classroom full of 1st graders. getting my senior project done ( Read more... )

i read once, somewhere, that some people go through their lives motivated by poetry, rather than happiness.

the more i think about this, the more i feel its truth, and the more i am fascinated by the fact that i still dont know quite what it means, but i think it applies to me.

what pursuit do you think motivates you??

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well, this is nice.

i am actually fairly certain, now, that i'm going to finish my senior project by the time i scheduled for myself (before spring break).

however, the next couple of weeks is a looming cloud of millions of rain droplets of logistical nightmares waiting to give me a heart attack/stress meltdown.

hopefully, it will all work out in the end.

love!!


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