around this world, will i be enough?
It's strange. Because spring break was only a week long, and I didn't go anywhere particularly stimulating, unless you call a small house in central New York and lots of time spent watching hot gay men in everyone's favorite Showtime drama stimulating, which I... ok, actually I find all that very stimulating, but not such a dramatic change of scenery that it would warrant this serious confusion I'm currently experiencing.
I attend classes and feel perplexed. I am sure there is a point to what my professors spend eighty minutes saying but I'm just not feeling the caring.
I see people who annoyed me two weeks ago and wonder why I cared.
I do my reading and actually I do that pretty well. I blame LSATs studying, which is all about helpful tips on how to be an active!reader and now all the advice is so embedded in my brain I can't read passively. My margins have never seen so much action.
I walk everywhere without a coat. My window is open more often than not. My mental health is so completely dependent on the state of the weather it's ridiculous. Which is great for the people who have to deal with me every day but not so great for doing things like writing papers which is really just not something I can muster any tolerance for anymore.
I had a point when I started but it got lost somewhere; I think it was something like: I'm deeply confused, and I'd rather be frolicking.
I attend classes and feel perplexed. I am sure there is a point to what my professors spend eighty minutes saying but I'm just not feeling the caring.
I see people who annoyed me two weeks ago and wonder why I cared.
I do my reading and actually I do that pretty well. I blame LSATs studying, which is all about helpful tips on how to be an active!reader and now all the advice is so embedded in my brain I can't read passively. My margins have never seen so much action.
I walk everywhere without a coat. My window is open more often than not. My mental health is so completely dependent on the state of the weather it's ridiculous. Which is great for the people who have to deal with me every day but not so great for doing things like writing papers which is really just not something I can muster any tolerance for anymore.
I had a point when I started but it got lost somewhere; I think it was something like: I'm deeply confused, and I'd rather be frolicking.

Yikes!
And then, to discover that you've friended me and yet, somehow, have not said hello? Well, you may have to accept the fact that I'm either going to hug you or strangle you, more probably both, most probably both at the same time. I believe I shall call it a strangle hold, which is extraordinarily creative of me and extremely descriptive.
*pounce*
Thought I'd lost you for good there, Ivy-kins. What with me disappearing and you disappearing and... this going on for quite some time... it was beginning to seem like we were doomed to always be on different sides of the same endless disappearing act. But yoicks, I say, and also tally-ho, because I hath discover-ed you. It's much like discovering oil, but without all the digging and the hefty drycleaners bill.
Technically, I'm not giddy.
Technically, I'm deranged. Is that a verb? Can I say, 'You have deranged me'? Ah, what the hell. It's thematically accurate, even if not grammatically so.
The delirious,
Ash Jay
Re: Yikes!
**hugs**
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