I doubt you've missed me.
If you'll notice, though, I haven't created any posts lately.
My itch to write hasn't wavered, but my life hasn't been too interesting. I've been living in a long headache since I returned to school in January. For one thing, I lost my car. For the first couple weeks of January, I was riding an enjoyable high--I was working in a school and I had my own car. But then, in returning to high school, I wrecked the car and remembered that while I was highly admired as a grade school volunteer, I wasn't quite as cool in high school. Homework kept me up till 1 in the morning again. The weight of applying to scholarships and stressing about the terrible unknown after high school became very heavy. My friends were ridiculing me relentlessly as I struggled to create decent comebacks (I rarely succeeded.) All of this, in addition to an unmentionable infatuation, led me to wallow through a boatload of painful angst.
Coming home to a house overflowing with screaming children didn't decrease any of my misery.
I haven't been wanting to write about that. It's not very funny. But that's what's been going on. I just finished a three-day weekend, though. The change of weather, my catching up on much-needed sleep, and obsessive observance of Heroes season 1 has slightly improved my outlook.
Heroes is now officially my third favorite TV show! After LOST and The Office, it is so entertaining!
Not to mention I'm now in love with Peter Petrelli (Milo Ventimiglia) :
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!! I sound like such a girl here, but I love TV boyfriends!!
Charlie Pace...such a brilliant accent. How I cried at the end of season 3...
My itch to write hasn't wavered, but my life hasn't been too interesting. I've been living in a long headache since I returned to school in January. For one thing, I lost my car. For the first couple weeks of January, I was riding an enjoyable high--I was working in a school and I had my own car. But then, in returning to high school, I wrecked the car and remembered that while I was highly admired as a grade school volunteer, I wasn't quite as cool in high school. Homework kept me up till 1 in the morning again. The weight of applying to scholarships and stressing about the terrible unknown after high school became very heavy. My friends were ridiculing me relentlessly as I struggled to create decent comebacks (I rarely succeeded.) All of this, in addition to an unmentionable infatuation, led me to wallow through a boatload of painful angst.
Coming home to a house overflowing with screaming children didn't decrease any of my misery.
I haven't been wanting to write about that. It's not very funny. But that's what's been going on. I just finished a three-day weekend, though. The change of weather, my catching up on much-needed sleep, and obsessive observance of Heroes season 1 has slightly improved my outlook.
Heroes is now officially my third favorite TV show! After LOST and The Office, it is so entertaining!
Not to mention I'm now in love with Peter Petrelli (Milo Ventimiglia) :
Yeah, Yeah, Yeah!! I sound like such a girl here, but I love TV boyfriends!!
Charlie Pace...such a brilliant accent. How I cried at the end of season 3...
Jim Halpert... The Office is coming back!!!! =D The writers are finally done striking--Hallelujah Yes!! TV!!!
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