iamnessa
Although I do not say much, I am watching. Little do they know, as much as they talk, nothing significant is coming out of it. You call yourself chief? Heh, I think I'm the dominant one here. You're just prey.
I am happy. Complacent. Happy to know that in a few years, I will be doing amazing things, meeting amazing people, falling in and out of love; eating fantastic food; going to the most extraordinary destinations that God has laid out just for us. There are times where it won't always be easy: there will be times where I am still searching for what the world has to offer, listless, and maybe even when I would want to find the flattest part of the Earth to walk off of it. But, I digress, because, at the moment I am happy and I will still work to be.
From the time I got off the bus, and helped build the fences amongst the beaches' sand dunes, to the sticky fingered deliciousness of the Atlantic boardwalk, this weekend has made me happy indeed.
The decorations for my place are going to be so "me". I'm finally figuring some things out.
I can't wait to not only reach those doors of future opportunity. I'm not only going to break the doorknob, but rip the door down-- everything I want, I will get this year.
I never had a need for those things as a kid. For each and every cut or gash I got, I never wanted a bandages because I was proud of "war wounds"; still have the scars today.
I honestly don't know what to say...um, academic advisers--they help you or they don't?
I haven't worn overalls since I was a child. Wow, I hadn't even thought about overalls until now. Oh, sweet nostalgia. Maybe I'll go buy a pair.