Tuesday, May 18, 2010

The only thing I have left to do for my portfolio is write a letter. It is 365 pages. I am going to buy a binder for it tomorrow. I felt like it should've been harder. Why can I do this? Why can I do large amounts of work days ahead of time, yet people affect me so terribly? Why are people the only thing that I care about? Why do I write shit like this in my blog? Why have I been watching Lost for like four hours a day? Why do I think I can finish watching Lost in time for the finale? Why am I crazy?

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