Lindsay Keegan

so in a world where sometimes you need to just start typing in order to get a few thousand things done, here i am. because hopefully if i start typing here then i can move on to the sylvia plath journal that i have due on thursday that is 8 pages long. i don’t know why plath is the first one i’m tackling, but she is, and then thurs night i’m going to howl at the moon with kit to celebrate her engagement and blow off some steam from this last week. so there.

the fact that i had a rough week is an understatement. and this weekend has been spent running around like crazy, trying to see people and spend time with pete, and it all ended in a bbq where i got to hang out with two of my favorite girls. wooo haha.

i can see graduation but its so fucking far away. excuse the dropping of the fbomb, but i have to. i’m tired. i hate the fact that i feel the need for these stupid papers to be perfect, and i’m so tired of writing. i knew october would be a bad month as far as school goes. actually i’m homesick too, which sucks, and hopefully i’ll be able to go home for my dad’s birthday in a few weeks. but we’ll see.

i feel like i’m in limbo, between one place and another. my brain just needs to explode. thats what it feels like doing. there are too many words in there from too many different books and they’re all starting to run together to form one sentence. drained drained drained.

i tell myself:

after graduation i will visit lyanna.

after graduation i will actually live at my apartment.

after graduation i will be less stressed out.

after graduation i will just have to worry about stetson.

i can do this. i actually look at myself in the mirror and tell myself i can do it. and that its only two more months. and whats so bad about seeing pete twice a week, and even then only while we’re sleeping, and never seeing my friends?

after graduation everything will be different.