ankha
i sometimes worry that I'm forgetting, Forgetting the sound of her voice, the smell of her hair. The feel of her amazing hugs. I try not to forget, but it's so hard. It's been so long, and it still hurts just as much as it always has.
I really want a chalkboard in my classroom in September. i mean REALLY want one. I feel like I won't be a proper teacher if i don't have one. If the school won't let me have one, I might even cry. And then paint the cupboard doors with chalkboard paint instead!
My oen big regret in life is not going backpacking while I had the chance to. I spent the money on booze instead. And now I'll never get my chance. I'll end up getting married and having kids, and I'll never get my chance to do one of the things I've always wanted to do.