Sigh. You know when I get to come home from uni early I should be spending my time doing my script that needs ten pages by tomorrow. Instead I have to fluff around with my computer that inexplicably lost sound, mow the lawns and then watch serenity. Yeah that last one is a bit counter productive huh. Well. Damn it.
And I cant become properly invested in what I do now as I have to break away soon and make dinner. then eat dinner. But after that. Then I will find the time to find the words to write it all down. Ok not all but some. The first act probably.Then I can find out how crappy im doing and what needs changing.
Oh remember that terrible assignment that I hated handing in because i thought it was a load of unstructured poorly argued garbage? Well i got an a- i really have got to stop underestimating myself. But If I do that then I get cocky and it all blows up in my face. I prefer to feel crappy only to be pleasently suprised with victory then to be cocky and be crippled with defeat.
My feet sting because rocks hit them, i shoutldnt have mowed the lawns in sandals.
I um. Have to go now. Lots to do. Miles to go.
