I have this terrible habit of completely destroying books that I own. I just took out The Time Traveler's Wife out of my backpack with the cover bent in half, with the pages curling upward, and it made me, for a lack of a better word, sad. It just feels nice to hold new books, with spines unbroken and pages smooth. But then again, it might be a good thing. What book wants to look unworn, untorn and unread?
Anyways, I think being grounded has done some good for me. As much as it fustrates me when everyone makes plans, and I can't go just because my parents consider under-90's to be death, I think they have proved their point. To be grounded means to be focused and being focused, contrary to what I would like to believe, helps me get my crap together. In fact, I think I've been busier since my parents have cut down my freedom. Not that I like it, but it helps me get the important things done first. With that said, I've been killing myself trying to pull my grades in to try and squeeze in a free concert or two. I miss listening to music, upfront and center.
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Are your parents going to lock you up through the Olympics?? Cause I was hoping to get to Vancouver with you the girls, maybe =(
What? What about all the times I hold private concerts for you? Jk. Sry i put you through hell.
on another note, kinda bummed i won't be going to marianas trench with you guys. psych. im not.
COEUR DE PIRATE > MARIANAS TRENCH.
mukmuk.
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