i know i shouldn’t be proud of this, and i want you to know that i am not, but i’m honest, so i’ll tell you.
friday morning i skipped my 11am class (again) to do a little shopping (again). ridiculous, i know. there was an incrediable sale and i wanted to be the first one in the store! and lamely, i was. anyway, so i got to school at noon, went to the phil help lab, had lunch, studied for more phil, did my phil quiz, went downtown, went out for dinner, did a little cruising, and got home at around 10 30ish.
today, i woke up before my alarm even went off. i got to campus before 9. i had an 8 hr long boot camp. it was intense but it was so amazing. i got to talk to another co-op student who did her work terms focused on journalism– BINGO! i even got her email, im going to do a follow-up, she’s my new idol…so im home now.
my plans for tonight: scarf down my dinner, head out to my aunt’s cause i haven’t visited her and baby in awhile now, then head to volunteer for my brother’s dating seminar as a donation collector. fun times, fun times.
or should be at least!
right now, i feel like my life is so gorgeous. not wonderful, not marvelous, not glamorous– but gorgeous. it’s a vision. it’s so beautiful, artists should make a painting (or some form of art work) out of it. i’m seeing things in a brand new perspective; i’m doing things i normally wouldn’t try; i’ve family that care deeply for my well-being; i’ve friends that take time and listen to me blab on and on, the list only begins from here.
last week i couldn’t make out how gorgeous my life is because my ugly term paper had muckled the surface for me. my friends took the time to proof read my boring essay, and they genuinely looked through it carefully. my life’s gorgeosity level is so high i can’t even begin to express my appreciation!
i guess long days serve a purpose: it gives me time to reflect and appreciate! and at times, i do something productive…like, actually.
that’s all for now.
love ya later!
