| music: iggy pop
mood: contemplative
today is graduation.
four years of learning and experience has brought me here today
i regret trying to grow up so fast
its strange.. i'm indifferent about everything right now..
i dont think it's hit me yet..
perhaps tonight i'll feel it...
i love you
thank you for everything.
sincerely,
caroline |
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| mood: hungry
music: cars on the highway
i really should be working on my theme... x| my procrastination gets worse and worse as the year goes on.. maybe its the senioritis? laziness? [sigh] oh shrug shrug.
 [thats my shrug face-bwahaha. i'm a dork. =| ]
i'd like to be at barnes and noble or at starbucks right now... too bad its 2:31am. x|
doobeedoo.. i'm in a good mood. =]
g'nite to all and to all a good night. :]
-caroline<3 |
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| mood: pensive
music: combat baby
its official- there's no turning back-
i'm ithaca-bound. i handed in my letter in person-
i really hope i dont regret it.
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| mood: stuffie
music: no music.. =[
haven't updated xanga in a long while...
i'd like to say thank-you-thank-you-thank-you to everyone who
wished me a happy birthday... i truly did have one. so thank you
=]
usually, every year, it feels the same... year after year... but
this year was a little different.. i feel anxious, apprehensive,
nervous, scared, excited, and sad... i'm thrown into a world of
responsibility now, and im basically responsible for everything i do..
no more crying to mum for this and that.. and im certainly not
ready for that.... its like the movie JACK - a little kid stuck
in an adult's body... thats me!! i'm so nervous because i don
tknow how i'll do... and sad because i'm not a kid anymore.. and no
more playing indians in the backyard... but i'm excited... this year
holds a lot of promise for me , and im sure its going to turn out for
the best.. [crosses fingers]
anywayyy i'll catch yall later
see yahhh
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| music: time code
mood: blank :|
Dear you,
self-realization: I realize that i try to hide my stupidity by acting stupid or trying to be funny. people who i regard with the deepest respects wouldnt even glance at me - i'm just a fleck of dust the wall...their knowledge, their intellect, their culture - you have no idea how much i admire you, and i get so eager and my respect for you grows so much every time ...even when i listen to your wit [oh boy, that sure as hell was witty] and you absorb everything around you like a sponge [how the hell do they retain all this knowledge? i sure as hell am jealous. ]. you brush me off so easily. infatuation? perhaps. admiration? perhaps. jealousy? perhaps. maybe i'm envious of the ability of absorbing everything like you do. maybe i'm just not capable. maybe i'm just ignorant for not knowing how to. maybe all the studying and the absorbing i do in my lifetime will never even amount to what you've come to now. maybe you're just really pretentious and i just havent realized it. but as for now, i still regard you with the deepest respects and someday i really hope to be as worldly as you are now.
love, caroline. |
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