bubbly and lovely: i'm too poor for therapy.
been there and back again. too many thoughts and opinions and hormones get me in trouble.
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6.08.2002
nice weather
i love street fairs. i love little children who are giggling with joy. i love cool breezes. i love it when i get caught up in a really nice memory and can't do anything but sit there and become immersed in it. i love it when i have a funny thought on the street and i bust up laughing. i love laughing at myself when i trip on the sidewalk. i love the feeling of serenity after working out. i love it when i have to go to the bathroom really really badly but i'm out on the street and then i get home and rush to the bathroom and the feeling of relief. aaah. i love the way my name sounds rolling off an antipodean tongue.
i don't love my university. it's this amazing bureaucracy and it just makes me miss pomona, my alma mater. *sigh.*
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