Ramblings The Eleventh: A Lamentation Of Freedom Gone
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Well, today's the last day of winter break. I miss it already. Tomorrow I'm up before the sun to wait out in the cold for the bus to carry me off to experience the wonders of the public education system so that I may one day (in the uncomfortably soon future) grow up to get a good job and have a happy life full of hard work. Oh well, I guess I was starting to get bored anyway. I've spent much of my two weeks of respite from cramming my brain with knowledge sanding furniture, getting orange paint on said furniture (and the carpet- the former action was intentional, the latter... well, heheh, not so much) and sorting through various drawers plus my closet in the process of redecorating my room. Still not done, but the process has reeeeaaaly slowed down by this point. And lazy as I am, without goals or projects of some sort, I get bored fast, me being a big fat mess of contradictions. But considering my previous usernames, you all probably new that about me already, didn't you? Not a very relaxing vacation maybe, but I guess I don't really relax well? Honestly, I think my subconscious is ready for school. Last night I dreamed I was in the school lot trying to find my bus. (Which, dreams being dreams, was parked about a block away in a random rich lady's front lawn.) Then again, I tend to try to dissociate myself from my subconscious as much as possible, given the things it comes up with.
At any rate, I'd better kiss my halcyon days of blissful freedom goodbye and get ready to buckle down and readjust. Especially since I've got an insanely important English presentation coming up in a couple weeks. What a way to start off the new year.
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