Just so you know, I’ve never been this manic before in my entire life. Maybe because, I feel like time is running out for me. I feel like I’m going to go someplace soon, and I have an ominous feeling that it’s not gonna be all that fun.
I’m just trying to enjoy the time I have left. Shopping, going to events, reading books, bumming around, things I might not have the privilege to do in the very near future. Yes, this includes wearing boots and lace tights.
This also includes keeping my nails long. I hate keeping them short and cut straight across. That is so not sexy.
This is the last week of my life that I won’t be required to wear a fricking white uniform. Uniforms are not for me.
I tell myself every chance I get that I’m not miserable, and that this is for the best. I hope I convince myself sooner or later.