I don't want to write another admissions essay as long as I live. Unfortunately I have to write five more in the next few weeks and will most likely have to write others (or things like them) as my life continues along its path. Bollocks.
I don't want to have to get up at 6:30am anymore. Bed is warm and comfy, and sleep keeps me from having to write essays. I've mastered the ancient art of getting up at the last possible moment -- that moment that will make or break your being too late to work. It's a baaad habit and I need to stop because being fifteen minutes late every day is really not cool, even when you don't get in trouble for it.
I don't want to take a shower in the morning anymore. I think it's weird that the first thing I do upon getting out of bed is get all wet and soapy...on purpose. But if I take a shower at night, I am all rumpled in the morning and that just won't do.
What do I want to do? I want to read my book, sew some stuff, and feel like me again. And watch Buffy. Lots and lots of Buffy.
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