sophomore 15
Just when I thought I'd escaped freshman fifteen....boom! Gosh, why can't I manage to get myself to a gym?I was sooooooo close to getting my psychology work done today. I had pink and orange highlighters out, a post-it note diligently tabbed onto the page I needed to start on,...and then I started to wander. First to the window (picked up Anne Sexton's "Transformations"), then to the fridge (munchies), then to the computer.
On the bright side, I've officially started my English assignment. Isn't it great? I get to write a poem (2-3 pgs) plus an explanation of why the poem is awesome (3 pgs). Just when I thought my poems couldn't get any trippier, I decided to imitate Sexton's style in writing about Alice in Wonderland, which is ALREADY really really trippy. If I become really neurotic after this semester, you all know what to blame it on.
Then after I started my English, I decided to write a random-ass poem about nothing. But the good thing about writing about nothing is that it's at least something that I haven't written about yet. After taking creative writing for 3 semesters straight, I've realized that I'm completely burnt out and probably shouldn't take it next semester. Still, I'm afraid that if I'm not required to knock out a piece every week that I just won't make time to write. And even if I do write, who will read it?
One last thought: comfort vs. pleasure items? What would make me happier: a night out on the town including a great dinner and Broadway show, or a piece of jewelry? There was this article that I read which basically told guys that they should only give their girlfriends pleasure items. Reason: they can't be pawned. In addition, they're usually more eventful and allow the couple to spend time together. Anyway, since Xmas is coming up (everyone knows it's a month-long holiday), here's to wishing you all find the perfect gifts for your family and significant others.
posted by Tiffany @ 4:48 PM
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FAT ASS.
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