I am what I am, for who else could I be?
I don't know what it is about me at the moment, but I feel strange. I know that I'm far from having achieved anything truly noteworthy and I know that I'm still far from near the end of the road when it comes to school. The list of things (it exists!) I want to do before I'm 25 (oh god, I don't even want to think about it.) isn't any shorter, and quite frankly, I've slacked off on essentially everything.
So why do I feel so content with myself? What's with this satisfactory feeling washing over me and how do I get it to stick around?
What's on the agenda for tomorrow, Javvy?
Why, I'm glad you ask! ESSAY WRITING, ESSAY WRITING, TEST, ESSAY WRITING!
p.s. I got a Twitter. It's kind of extremely addictive and I think everyone needs to get on there with me. Do it, or feel the wrath of my team of zombie crack ninja babies.
p.p.s. this video made me die laughing.