compie's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I thought the internet was FOREVER. yeah. I am on speed writing one of two papers due tomorrow. oh school. how you rule my life. especially when I don't care enough. I wanted to find some of my old stories that I wrote but they are sadly only a dink in the world of cyberspace. The link to my old website it dead. I don't even remember who was hosting it. But the link doesn't work anymore. Neither does the link to my short story on the Radii, but at least I have like 12 copies of that one. I feel like I'm in a creative slump, but I've been trying to make up for it by acting cool and pulling my weight. We'll see how long the slump and/or act lasts. I'm dirty. I need to finish these papers. It's late. What am I doing? Writing on this stupid thing for the first time in a year. So this year, breifly recapped in a set of bullet points: - I've been dating a wonderful boy named Len. He's really great. And smart. As I sit on the precipice of youth and adulthood, I stare at a blank chasm of nothingness because I still have no idea what "my" contribution to society will be. It's making me nervous. I'm beginning to think I'm not great at anything. What shall I do? Maybe I'll become a shoeshiner for one of my more talented friends and ride their coattails as shoeshiner to the stars. fuck. If only I could find my old stories to make me remember that I was good at that, or so I thought. What else can I do? Give me some suggestions, internet. I wish you could wikipedia life and it would tell you what to do to be happy. anyway, I'm not that unhappy. But I do have a paper to get to. So I'm gonna go do that. Maybe I will talk to you soon. 1:31 a.m. - 2008-05-13 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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