|Let it burn right through my shoes!
||[Apr. 26th, 2009|11:41 pm]
|||||c'mon we can do it!||]|
|||||Walk Through Hell - Say Anything||]|
Just a few more weeks to go. I feel like the little engine that could, ya know? My FIRST YEAR AT COLLEGE is almost finished. I can taste summer. It's so close, yet so far. I just have hurdle after hurdle to jump before I reach that beautiful finish line. I just have to chug a little more, and put all the strength I have into this home stretch.
I can't believe a whole school year has almost passed. I feel like it was just yesterday that we were at our prom, and I log onto Facebook and I see album after album of the class of '09's albums. It's so weird.
But anyway, I can't wait until this whole school scene is done because I am writing a paper on the moral of The Rime of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel T. Coleridge and it's b-a-l-l-s. Did I mention it has to be 6-8 pages? I'm going to shoot for 5, since it's just a rough draft. I sure hope I do okay on this thing. It'd be nice to get an A in English for once in my life.
Elizabeth, I'm listening to Faithful by Tyler Hilton right now. Just wanted to let you know. It's helping me drown out Shamari & Brittaney & Kendra's chatter. I like this song.
Man, I just wanna sit on a beach right now. Or take a long walk on a beach. Why is Missouri in the middle of the freakin' U.S. of A? Bummer to the maximum.
I should probably get back to writing now since I'm only starting my 4th page now. :'[
Bullet --> head --> brains on wall.
lol. just kidding.
Anyway, adieu for now.