I think my face isn't the same as it was two years ago.
Actually, I know my face isn't the same as it was two years ago. But what weirds me out more is that I, myself as a person, am not the same as I was two years ago. Well perhaps not that fact in particular, but more the extent of the difference.
Enough of that train of thought.
So, time is coming to a close and...I'm ready for the close...but I'm somewhat dreading what's to come after the close. Well, dreading in an optimistic kind of way. So many opportunities...for me to screw up...and pass up to take on other opportunities. The world is my large, multi-pearled oyster.
Chega com isso tambem.
She's so hot!
Deixa-la...
So...mindprint: I just finished reading Altered Carbon yesterday, I'm currently reading The Audacity of Hope and an african book in portuguese, I have to write a month and trimester report for my NGO, I have to help my highschool group write a theatre piece about gender inequality, I have to sort out the particulars of our next school newspaper...end of mindprint.
I miss video games. I miss food.
But I do like my super-flexible schedule and the clean air.
Am I going to stay in LA when I get back?
Ha duvida.
Ok, time to move on with my day.
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