Back in the classroom for it is Monday morning.
We are receiving back our rough draft essay papers, and the tension is palpable. Not.
I believe I have done a decent job for a rough draft, considering the fact how worked up I get concerning writing. I really do enjoy my Lit teacher. I will do everything in my ability to have her next semester, that is if I take summer courses. I do believe I shall; however, I do long to make something happen this up coming summer. I still remain torn over decision making. Why? I cannot fathom. I just want to decide and go with it, just do it. 6 years is not a large amount of time, I will be in school for at least the next 6 years. He is my best friend, I know I will lose him if I do not follow. There en lies the problem. I believe everyone loses something and friends seem to be the first to go. Another one of my dear friends is back in town, and shall remain for he no longer is going to school. At the onset, we both were elated for the circumstance, however we do not hang out any more than we did while he was off at school. It truly saddens me. I shall have a final decision within the weeks end. I do not want to miss softball season, lol. Such an unimportant item, to many and probably all, is dear to me. There shall always be time for softball, heck, we even have a co-ed team for the fall. It's not so bad playing with the women. Softball will be there, a dear friend might not always. I enjoy how you make a whore out of yourself by the way. Party late, sleep in missing class. Nice, attractive as well, did not take long for that to present. I hope the sarcasm is blatant. Yes even though I do believe friends will come and go, I do not want to see this one depart into the memories and remain in such a state. A shock will await me, one in which I shall take in stride. I look to the future, my future that is. I enjoy weekend nights like the ones I had this past weekend. I look forward to new people, no matter how many times I tell myself I despise new. It shall be at least two more weeks until an experience such as that will repeat itself. hmmm, I know what I want, what I desirem what I long for. Perhaps it shall come to pass. Who needs a week to decide. My decision is made. The ball has begun its motion. Things are looking well, extremely well.
Monday, February 2, 2009
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