fall semester has started.
if i didn't know by the longest day of class in my life, it's obvious by how i made time to sew tonight. how i'm sitting here typing out what i'm thinking for once in a really long while. it's going to be like this for a year, and probably only get worse, but i'll adapt, i am hoping. i'll adapt or get sucked into my own things. like maybe i'll keep up really well with my school work. maybe i'll care enough this semester to actually make grades better than just average. things are all falling into place and i've never felt more sure about any one thing in my life.
thinking about months from now, or even that "one day" that's coming soon now. it's all i think about, it consumes the margins of my school work, of my notes, the margins of my free time. it's literally all i think about. where to put the wildflowers and how to wear my smile so i look somewhat elegant without looking like either one, my heart is about to explode, or two...my heart is about to explode. to say i'm excited would be an understatement.
i guess i'm making more friends, rather, making better friends with acquaintances. it's funny to see how people act when it's just the two of you. how you can see right through whatever face they're trying to put on for you. it's a learning experience in itself.
this year is only going to get more exciting, and i'll be writing more. i promise i'll be writing more.
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