People claim they’re haunted by their past
but it’s even stranger when they’re haunted by their present.
Is it too late to run away to Hollywood and work as a waitress until I’m ‘discovered?’
I get super emotional when I think about dancing with my dad at my wedding.
You forget where you’re from,
where you’re leaving from,
a bit too easily…
It suits you to lose your memory from time to time.
This time in the semester always sucks. My motivation is going down, my big semester projects are all due soon, and goshdarnit I just want my diploma already.
After this week (and break, of course), I only have two more weeks of classes and then finals and then graduation.
Come on time, fly by.