Kar finally gets some rest.
After about a month and a half (two months) of going steady I finally got a day off yesterday. I slept until 1:30. Got up, showered, went to the grocery store, ate some pineapple. Slept from 3 till 9. Made breakfast for dinner. Tidied a bit. Talked to mom. Went to bed and read Kissing the Witch. I disagree with the NY Times review though. I'm not sure it's a children's book at all. If it is, then it is also an adult book.
My next book is as of yet undetermined. I'll know by tonight.
I've started many goals for my summer. My thing lately is achievable goals.
1. Read one book a week. I must read at least 50% of my class reading lists.
2. Make an art portfolio that I could use if I needed too.
3. Become the master of my finances.
Other than that I hope to have mini weekly goals. This will be what I mostly write about in this blog.
This week I begin with all three and see which wins out. I bought a bunch of craft supplies after my shift on Sunday with the intent to come home and craft during my days off. So far that hasn't happened but the day is not over yet. I also have started writing in a book journal. This will hopefully allow me to continue to keep a journal, something I've never done and also keep track of my reading. Think Nick Hornby in The Polysyllabic Spree, one of my favorite books.
I'm planning all sorts of things. Which is good. Now I need to figure out how to follow through.
Most importantly. I had a wonderful Birthday. I have some astonishingly wonderful friends. I wish I could go back in time and tell 15-year-old me that I could just forget about the idiots who I was trying to befriend and just wait until I was grown up. I would have saved myself a lot of grief.
I also have the best girlfriend and the best cat. I have probably over stated this, but it's true. If I could go back to that same 15-year-old and just say, chill out, enjoy your teenage years, because things are going to get much much better and you will have everything that you are dreaming about now.
15 year-old me wouldn't have listened. Oh well. I'm happy now.
Oh! New template. Let me know if anything doesn't work.
My next book is as of yet undetermined. I'll know by tonight.
I've started many goals for my summer. My thing lately is achievable goals.
1. Read one book a week. I must read at least 50% of my class reading lists.
2. Make an art portfolio that I could use if I needed too.
3. Become the master of my finances.
Other than that I hope to have mini weekly goals. This will be what I mostly write about in this blog.
This week I begin with all three and see which wins out. I bought a bunch of craft supplies after my shift on Sunday with the intent to come home and craft during my days off. So far that hasn't happened but the day is not over yet. I also have started writing in a book journal. This will hopefully allow me to continue to keep a journal, something I've never done and also keep track of my reading. Think Nick Hornby in The Polysyllabic Spree, one of my favorite books.
I'm planning all sorts of things. Which is good. Now I need to figure out how to follow through.
Most importantly. I had a wonderful Birthday. I have some astonishingly wonderful friends. I wish I could go back in time and tell 15-year-old me that I could just forget about the idiots who I was trying to befriend and just wait until I was grown up. I would have saved myself a lot of grief.
I also have the best girlfriend and the best cat. I have probably over stated this, but it's true. If I could go back to that same 15-year-old and just say, chill out, enjoy your teenage years, because things are going to get much much better and you will have everything that you are dreaming about now.
15 year-old me wouldn't have listened. Oh well. I'm happy now.
Oh! New template. Let me know if anything doesn't work.
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