So it's actually somewhere close to 1030, but it still counts i'd say. I should be getting ready to leave for school to pick up my sociology text book and do some homework. Also i'm getting my pass to the gym there so I can start losing this freshman 15 already. Anyways, enough of that. In the words of my dearly departed former self, i'll deal with it later.
I don't remember anything as spectacular as this. This overwhelming rush of change. You'd say that change is bad. But i've never wanted to feel so wrong. HAHA, wow that was weird. It's not that I change for you, but that you've changed me from body to soul. Changed me so much that at times, I actually feel whole.
So I was scrolling down my friends blogspot and she described something about how we don't think that we're capable of accomplishing our dreams. I'd have to say that I agree. For some people it may seem like just another hurtle. But for us so scared to fall it seems like a 100 foot wall. Well i've decided. I'm getting a portfolio together. I'm going to work on that album that I wanna finish. I'm going to make that melody I dream about. It's about time.
