- I am not a shit stirrer. I’m sick of drama, I have twenty-one days of school left and I would like to leave in relative peace. I’m tired of people picking fights and me having to play along with childish games.
- I am full of mexican food and will quite possibly regret all of the beans tomorrow morning.
- It always surprises me when people I never really knew before turn out to be the best kinds of people.
- It is my responsibility to stay in touch with people, or years later I will regret never writing, or calling, or visiting. I hate regret.
- I bombed out in my maths exams. I don’t really care how I performed relative to other people but I care about why I didn’t perform as well as I expected myself to.
- I have caught the train to and from Sydney far too many times in the past week; It has been the catalyst for many hours of navel-gazing, substandard poetry writing and uncomfortable naps.
- Pacing: I should have learnt what it meant to pace myself a long time ago.
Posted 6 months ago in text. edit.
