I’m done with school, though not quite because I’ve still got FYP oral defence left but I’ll take my vacation now, thanks.
Having a sleepover-movie-pizza party with Dave in a couple of hours.
I don’t know what to do first. There are so many things on my list, one of which includes getting a full time job. Other than that, I want to read and play computer games and watch films and cook and bask in the sun and sit on the plane and people watch and do handicraft and go to shows and pick up a sport and do taichi and sign up for classes..
But we all know that I won’t follow up with half of the list, or maybe I would? After this semester, I feel like I should give in a little.
I’m going to graduate.
I’m going to work.
I’m going to get my BA.
I’m going back to work.
I’m going to save and earn.
I’m going to buy a house.
I’m going to move out.
I’m going to send you money from my house and have nothing else to do with you two.
Both of you will be the death of me. God knows what I have to put up with and yet every time I fall back on my word and I succumb.
I am too soft for my own good. Why is it taking so long for me to toughen up?
Picking up where I left off, I’ve decided to return to my ear stretching ways.
It’s been years since I last did them (4 or 3 years ago?) and many moons since I’ve reached this resolute stage. Took them out because I found them a chore to maintain and resumed because…. I want some pretty tunnels.
Well actually I figured that after every milestone in life, I should do something to myself. I guess it pays off for not being allowed to get tattoos. Started yesterday and got so excited in the process that I jumped a couple of sizes, given that my holes have been closed for aeons.
I give myself the very most three weeks to reach my desired size.
Today is day 2, mark me.