It's a quiet night at college. There's a grad dinner on in Ryde, and most people went to help out there, but I'm barefoot and getting sick so I didn't go. I'm not sad about that at all. It's a night when I get time to myself, and to just sit silently in a room with one or two people who aren't bothered by the silence. I love it.
Tonight, I am determined and tired. I won't be the broken down girl who cannot function because she didn't take care of herself. I will get through this.
Now, a place to live permenantly would be amazing?
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