1. Childhood memory #2 in progress. (Bent on doing this.)
2. Las Vegas might not materialize. Father DISAPPROVED.
3. My shaved leg is irritated (the left one). Ugh, sentence sounds horrible.
How do I say this correctly?
My left shaved leg is irritated or
I shaved my legs and now the left one is irritated or
My left leg is irritated because I shaved it or
Don’t shave your legs because they will be irritated, just look what happened to my left leg or
Demnit, I shouldn’t have shaved?
My life is so exciting.
Anyway, I need ONE GOAL. I’ve been racking my head for
*stands up to clear head, drinks water, paces, sits back and resumes typing things like: jkashfuetutyutyqoihf and 4444444444444444.*
I told you about my “wants” right? Travel, farm, write etcetera. I also WANT to pursue photography. I WANT so many things. And I figured last night that I only need ONE GOAL. I don’t freaking need to WANT to do these things ALL at the same freaking time.
ONE GOAL. It took me a month to figure this out?
So, how long will I figure out WHAT I REALLY WANT MY LIFE TO BE?
Ten years?
OW KAMAAAN.
