people will forget what you said, and people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.

i wish i could record my thoughts

AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE SHORT CHAPTERS
by {Portia Nelson}

Chapter I
I walk down the street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk I fall in. I am lost ... I am helpless. It isn't my fault. It takes me forever to find a way out.
Chapter II
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don't see it. I fall in again. I can't believe I am in the same place but, it isn't my fault. It still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter III
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it is there. I still fall in ... it's a habit. my eyes are open I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.
Chapter IV
I walk down the same street. There is a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.
Chapter V
I walk down another street.

ive been working on a railroad

im getting french 2
im getting that exchange program
im getting that trip
im getting that laptop
im getting that comfy room
im getting those big ideas

Supah Freak

I went to the zoo today. Needs a lot done there but the animals keep all the visitors charmed, so no one really notices the crappy environment. All my classes were cancelled for the rest of the week and im relieved. Just as relieved as i was today after my test. Not because i was done taking the test, but because i drank coffee this morning and my bladder was super full, i couldnt even walk straight, and after a lot of searching i found a peeable bathroom. I've been having anxiety attacks, they are usually at night. Yesterday i freaked out, but i woke up this morning without a thought on my mind, except: shit i have to wait 2 hours for the room to open. I had less than 20 pages to finish my book. It frustrated me because i hate starting a book RIGHT AFTER finishing another one. Its not fair to the authors, its not fair to my brain. so i was going to finish that book in about 15 minutes and sit and watch people for the rest of the waiting period. So i just had to drink coffee. Plus it was staring me at the face and the smell sooo seductive, yes like sexually seductive, coffee can be such an erotic experience.




Theres just something about big furry mammals.