It's possible that I have ADD.
I cannot focus or buckle down.
I mean, I can?
Probably.
But the motivation is just not there.
I'm incredibly distractable.
If only it were just this time next week, when all these papers and finals would be over with.
I'm completely done with this quarter.
I've decided that I'm tired of it.
And I'm ready to move on.
If fact, I already have, in a way.
Mentally.
It's just too early and I jumped the gun.
I feel very restless, stuck and anxious? Possibly?
I can't really figure it out.
I wish I was talented musically.
I think about it all the time.
I need to purchase a keyboard.
Or learn how to play the guitar.
Because that would also be magical.
I think I'm guitar challenged however.
I've attempted at learning the sitar and that didn't work out.
I was also about 8 or 9 years old, so I can't really base much off of those years.
The point being that I just can't do that whole finger-string plucking business.
Well, maybe I could, you know, with the building of calluses and such.
Anywho, I want to seriously dive into this over the summer when I have time.
Unless I have summer school which would just bum me out incredibly. We'll see.
So yesterday,
I had a two hour break in between classes and instead of going home to kill time, I opted for an adventure.
I walked around this lagoon we have that curves around and around into quiet peacefulness.
Eventually, I reached a small beach cove.
It was wonderful to discover all this new land.
And nobody was around; just me walking around like I was the only person trekking the land.
It was so great!
I found a bench and just stared out into the water but this was a bit difficult
(Being that it was 9:30-10ish: the sun was beaming off the water in a striking way.)
Last night,
I was rewriting some notes and watched 50 First Dates.
Okay yes, I know this movie is not critically acclaimed and what have you.
But I love it!
It's another one of those movies thats just not really good but also fantastic all at once.
I absolutely love Drew Barrymore and her natural beauty.
And Adam Sandler is perfect. I love him.
I know he's isn't attractive but he has so much that I love.
Anyway, I haven't seen this movie in so long and I was just laughing out loud, getting teary eyed and loving every moment of it.
It's interesting how much I can write about here when I have two essays weighing on my shoulders.
I could just ramble on and on.
I could talk about how I love sitting by the window living room on Saturday mornings.
When every now and then, somebody walking catches my side vision.
What they call "the walk of shame".
And I can tell that they've had quite a night:
Walking with heels and messy hair, a large bag in hand, on a mission to get home where they can shower off cigarette stained fingers.
Well, clearly, I have no idea what they could possibly have done the night before.
But I have an idea.
Well, now.
I'm just in a cynical tone this morning.
I'd like to shake it off.
Okay so I should just go ahead and write these papers now, yeah?
Alright.
Uuuuuuugggggghhhhhhhhhh.
Fine okay. Okay.
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