All week I have been dreading this: writing my essay. It has haunted me in my sleep, especially last night, I kept waking up and thinking: 'oh, but what if I change this sentence into that'. The most horrible feeling. The reason why I was so horrified about this essay was because I just couldn't find the right angle, my head was a big mess of tangling wires that all went into a different direction. And all of them were impossible to link. Several sessions at school, where I had to lay down my ideas, were fruitless and only made the wires more tangled.
On top of that my ex-boyfriend moved out and that made it impossible for me to concentrate on anything for longer than 15 minutes. Luckily I still have my friends. I imagine I drove my friend Sarah crazy by calling her half the weekend. But despite that and my hell-weekend I finished my essay!!!
Nah, It's better than not calling! So keep on calling My telephone!
BeantwoordenVerwijderenM-m-my telephone!
'Cause I'm not in the club,
And I don't like sippin' bubb,
And you will nearly always reach my telephone
that telephone...my telephone...
xoxox
AND
BeantwoordenVerwijderenYEAH! You finished!!! I am a proud friend!
I am glad that piece is over and done with now…
Big Hug!