I feel inauthentic being here. It’s been well over a month since I’ve said anything on here. Shared anything of my life. I feel fake trying to come back to it all now. Truthfully I am only here in protest to a paper I have to finish by tomorrow morning. Who knows how long I would have been gone otherwise?
I have had so much to share with you. Our first weekend trip together. Another anniversary. I am officially graduating this year. I bought a new camera. Spring is playing hard to get up here. There has been a lot and yet I haven’t come here to write about it.
The reason that keeps going on and on in my head is that I have been to busy. That’s partly true, but mostly it’s because while I am getting better at time management, it’s still not my thing. It also explains why I have an essay to finish by tomorrow that is only half done at the moment. I clearly win all the prizes.
Every time I sit down to write something here I end up writing elsewhere for someone else. This term is hectic. I seem to have saved the best for last (almost last as it were). The amount of reading is intense, the writing more so. The exams are livable, but the group projects! Oh they are a burden to the soul.
My life is school and work and not spending all of my money. I have a bad habit of impulsive shopping as a recent spat has pointed out. It’s something I need to work as I often wonder why I am so broke after buying new shoes.
All this ramble to say hello again. All these words an attempt to make it natural. Blogging is like riding a bike, you never really forget how, but you sure are rusty at the start of it.