Words flow more adequately in ink straight from my body. Sometimes I refill my pens from the marrow in my bones.

14 December 2006

Please sir, may I have some more.......(time)...?

Lately all I've been wanting to do is read. It's the only thing that makes me feel the blood flowing through my veins. It's more entertaining than doing school work, talking to people that I try to avoid, and it inspires me to do more and better things with my life.

I haven't been doing very well with school. It could be that I just want a little break, but it's most likely "senioritis".

I don't like being told how to do this, or how to do that. Or follow any rules. I hate doing my trig. homework (which I found out that I have an 'E' in the class), I don't like writing papers about movies in expository writing, and not doing anything in newspaper. I'm actually getting slightly tired of photography right now. (Big shocker, I know!)

I feel as if I'm being drained from all of these tasks that I should be enjoying. All this work and pressure. I'm glad that reading gives me this temporary escape from reality, though I haven't had much the time to do so.

Filling out college applications, attempting to do my homework, finding a job, trying to keep a social life, catching up on sleep, and with the holidays coming up, I've been juggling these tasks with my favourite hobby.

I don't know if I can last until holiday break. I shall try my best, but exhaustion is taking its toll. I just want to read! I don't want work, I want books!

I want everybody to lend me their books to make me happy.

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