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I think what I love most is that I have more weeks left. I love this vacation thing. Sons and Lovers is awfully mellow dramatic, but I don't mind. I kinda like it actually. Crazy, I know, but it beats the hell out of Red Badge of Courage. I'm pretty sure I'm one of five people that does their summer reading/homework. Horrah for being absolutely pathetic. And in the middle of all this horrid school work is something beautiful. Something gorgeous. Something...well worth the wait. It's comfy and inviting and seemingly perfect, though there are always flaws in such things. It's fabulous, and I deserve none of it, but you couldn't pay me enough to take it away. No...not yet. Not in this state. Because it's an awful state of stuckness. Stuckness? Yes, stuckness. It's everything I hate, all the emotions and such mixed up with everything I love. I worry too much, much too much. I finally know how to write my name in Chinese :) Oh the joys of being a pathetic over achiever. |
