drunken shakespeare

to: {:L:}

april 22
11:44 a.m.

dear l,

i'm kind of late, apologies.

so it's friday, that fact alone makes today just a little bit more bearable. {even though i didn't go to school yesterday and spent the whole day procrastinating about my three tests next week and watching old episodes of greys anatomy.}

i should be working on my co-op, test driving the circuits and technology activities for the kids on monday but i find myself sitting here, messing around on spotify making new playlists-

"lavinia"

- bombass alternative song playlist with a mellow vibe -

 follow me on spotify @/exoticfinn

-and just twirling around on my spinny stool. i mean, i already made the directions for the lab so really we're set to go and everything. anyway, i thought i would do something productive.

last night i was very tired so i went to bed around ten, as opposed to midnight, but while i was lying in bed, awash with silent simmering anxiety i decided to write;

so then i was up for two more hours editing and writing three different chapters. i could/should update but i'm very uncertain about this plot twist so i think i'll wait until i have five or so chapters written in advance before publishing - just so i know it'll work, you know?

{you just popped in the doorway to announce that the grad picture is up hahahah}

i just listened to a song called how to never stop being sad by dandelion hands and it's very aesthetically pleasing:

go out for coffee four times a week by yourself 
always bring your notebook, never stop writing 
leave little comics and thank you notes with your tip 
watch them smile as you get in your car 

anyway, much love, etc, etc, see you in chem

S