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Oh fiddlesticks what now
Oh fiddlesticks what now







Word count and my ability to sustain my own attention span necessitated that I only cover three minced oaths this time around, Be that as it may, because of this fact (the linguist part, not the closet part), my observational pursuits stretch far beyond what folks are doing and well into what they are saying and how they are saying it. I've always felt i would die at a young age.īut it's not appropriate for internet blogs.I’m sort of a closet linguist and, believe you-me, this is not the kind of closet anyone wants to see me step out of any time soon. They will be over soon and there is no turning back. I'm so young, i need to embrace these days. I need someone to sweep me off my feet and escape somewhere. I've turned into this girl who is so numb to any sort of feeling or emotion. I've seriously been thinking about hopping on a greyhound bus and taking a tour of the states. It's not even officially summer yet til the 21st. I'm starting to learn to not give a fuck about people.īecause they certainly don't give a fuck about you. I want to see the appalachian mountains right now.Įspecially when that person is supposed to be your best friend. It wasn't bad, but by doing it, i broke a promise i made with myself. I did something last night that i regret. There are things i would love to extingush from my life.Īnd i have no idea what i could do to change that. I seem to change my opinion on things daily. I had quite an addiction, experts say you cant get addicted, but i'd been using it for so long.

oh fiddlesticks what now

but it is something i have to do for myself. I would like to erase some parts of my memory, although at times i think some of it has already been erased with my brain injuries and drug use. It's tough at times, especially with the holidays coming soon.Īnd all these probelms i think i have, its all in my head.

oh fiddlesticks what now

I have loads and loads of common sense, just barely any book sense. Sometimes, my i think my brain is so complex, because i think a mile, a minute. They are really starting to develop a relationship with me. I've been observing in a fourth grade class and i absolutely love it. I'm really focusing on my life plans, which right now is getting done with college. I'm somewhat of a loner, recluse, hermit. I'm so inconsistent with almost everything i do. So much has changed just since the last month. This semester has put me over the edge with my stress levels, i can barely contain all of the things on my to-do list. I would really like to update on a regular basis.

oh fiddlesticks what now

I'd prefer to not only post monthly blogs.









Oh fiddlesticks what now