I miss the barstool and the smoke
I'd always liked the rain
And who are you to fix what isn't broke
sometimes when i think back about school-- this strange exam- induced nostalgia-- but yeah. i should and will not post a deliberately emo entry.
strangely enough i dont think i could stomach any much more of this art history; its as though everything ive always wanted to do was high pretence. of course its disillusioning, disappointing no doubt, as i suppose you could say is youth and perhaps life in general. nevertheless, its back to lit and history, my first loves. read into it what metaphor you like.
on another note though, [and hopefully undiscoverable to the people from assassins guild!] i'm on the module for the social history of food in lain america, as well as medicine and society in early modern britain.... juicy.
x- posted.
mellie contemplated 10:25 PM
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