My life is a never ending essay writing nightmare. As soon as I finish one essay, I have another one to start. I can't find any excuse to write for pleasure with all of this homework and I'm drowning in Word documents all on my Start bar.
Sometimes, I lay awake in my bed at night and think about what I want to accomplish the next day. It can be mundane tasks, like take out the bag of trash that has been sitting at the end of my bed for days now. But, it can be huge undertakings, as well. Like, memorize the first thousand digits of pie. It's also during this time that I have sudden inspiration strike and I think of something that I need to do tomorrow. Something amazing, something important, something that I'll be remembered for forever. But, I never write any of them down. So, inevitably, I forget by the time the sun rises.
"This is Liz. She's an English major."
"There's more to me than just my major."
"That's right. You have a beautiful smile and an amazing personality."
I really hope he was joking... Well, maybe not completely joking. Because then it was an insult. I just don't want it to be flirting.
Flirting. Flirting? Flirting! Goodness. What a gross word.
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