all that i am hoping for even now, at the end of the semester, is just a day with no funny car noises or a headache or sore muscles. not even, like, a rockstar boyfriend (which is what i was always wanting for a few years of life, oops), or fifty dollars. also, i would like to not do another group project for two years or so, because, really, who wants to meet up at the u on a sunday? i sure don't. and i am sure tired.
i feel like i have been gone for a month except i haven't. probably i have just been to provo or have had a really bad attitude for a whole month straight. God has definitely been doing things this last week though that i wouldn't expect and it shows me i am a big baby. and i am happy right now. truly happy. utah isn't so bad after all.
so there it is. ask me again in a week and a half how i feel and i will say JUBILANT because school is out. but not because i am working full time. that isn't the reason.
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Kaylee, I have to say that the rockstar boyfriends always pretend they'll write you letters, and then they don't. I know this a lot by now. And not just from watching the movie "Whip It"
Also I can't believe you love Gary Lutz too. I have his book called Stories in the Worst way if you want to borrow it. ITS SO GOOD.
And I remembered you should read George Saunders too.
Okay, that's all for a moment.
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