I really do hate staying awake this late but I always feel as if I can just work and work.

I suppose one would call it motivation but I’m sure you’re sick of hearing about my goals. They’ve kinda become a sort of obsession for me. I spend more time Planning out my life than actually doing something about. Like today, the biggest accomplishment that occurred was my preregistering for my senior year classes.

That really needs to change. Really, the point of goals is to have a really cool story to say. If you are living your goals but always planning and talking about the next step, when can you revel in your success?

When you’re dead.

But that’s the cynical answer.

I would really like to stop being so crazy! My friends call me ‘MegaAnne’. Or at least, that’s  what I think they’re saying It’s my relationship name. You know like how on TV couples get grouped into one word. Well, MegaAnne is to represent my relationship with the school.

Lets just say, I’m breaking up but of course, after a breakup you still have to eat a galleon of ice cream and a whole box of chocolate. Then, you wine to your friends for a while and try to salvage your old life before the next good-looking thing comes walking along.

Not that I’m giving up on anything, I just want my reputation to resemble that person that surprises you with their time management and you wouldn’t even know how stressful their life is or what they really do until you sit down for a nice cup of steaming hot tea on a leisurely sunday afternoon.

I want to be the best of me.

I’m thankful for…the good weather and that no one made me feel bad about the food stuck in my two front teeth this morning.