Your mom never complained about the way I kissed
Ah work,
It makes me excited for the day to end, to go home and hang out, watch movies, play video games, and sit around. Or to go home for a second, and then go out somewhere fun. I’m going to my "knitting group" tonight, although there usually is not much knitting going on. A lot of being silly, joking around, thinking really deep thoughts (So, you clean to the Milkshake song by Kelis?), and fun and coffee. Yeah, it’s at a coffee shop near my house. Word.
So, I’ve been feeling creative lately, and I’m going to take my shot at writing a few short stories, and if that pans out fine and dandy and I get a lot of good good feedback, I will write more. And submit them somewhere. If that works out great, I will write a book, and we’ll see where the world leads me from there. However, soon I am going back to school (FALL!) and all my ambitions will have to be put into studying.
So the countdown begins. Five months to do whatever creative fancies strike me. Writing, drawing, stained glass, fun and adventures, travelling, parties, drinking and comparing Spanish and Japanese languages (the same word for cow in Spanish is the word for idiot in Japanese!). Whatever.
I must say, in the time I’ve taken off from school, I’ve become a lot more fluent in Spanish. Chile, I’m on my way, and I’ll stop in Peru along the way.
Teh hot. One day I will rock so much, I won’t worry about the financial investment field I am currently in.
That’s all for now.
