I think I like it even though I feel like a 11 year-old rebellious girl. My mom still doesn't like it 11 years later.
I think I need more deadlines in my life. For three years is was Friday at 4, Monday at 2, Wednesday at 3. Now it's whenever you can get it done, Maybe Friday?, No Ok Monday afternoon. Deadlines make me feel alive. They make my heart race. Deadlines are what I lived on. I need more deadlines in my life.
Things are changing all around me. Contstantly, changing. Constantly growing. Constantly staying the same. I have decided that I am just going to let them change. As much as I have wanted things to stay the same, they absolutely cannot.
I miss this place and everything that it holds.
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