Today is the first day where I didn’t have some type of commitment or required activity in 2 months. And tomorrow, it starts back up again. So I’ve gotta say before I drop off the face of the internet for another decade.
I am in a good place. It’s not a extremely blissful or over-enthusiastic joy. It’s a “sitting by yourself with a half-smile on your face” sort of happy. It’s a peaceful satisfaction. It’s a satisfaction with life: how it is now, and where it could lead me. And I’m writing this post fully aware that the future could very well take a turn for the worst. Like, the creator of comic sans could crash through my bedroom window literally 2.7 seconds after I finish typing this sentence, and make it so I can only read text in the obnoxious font for the rest of my life.
Okay, we’re good. But yes, I won’t feel this calmly content with life and its potential all the time. It’s just nice to know that one day I can look back at this and realize I did.
Senior year has been more than good to me. And there’s still more to come.
The AP Studio Art exam happened to my room.
Anonymous asked: You did fabulous tonight, mista sista.
thank ya kindly, stranger :)
To the rest of ya, COME SEE MONTY PYTHON’S SPAMALOT.
Anonymous asked: your prom post on IG is false. Napoleon Dynamite had nice sleeves. which means. Nice Sleeves>your prom
You’re right. Curse your solid and hole-lacking logic.
It’s official. My Senior Prom was absolutely better than any movie ever made about prom. (at San Francisco City Hall)