exercise

I feel like I am constantly trying to decide between caring about what I look like and just accepting me how I am. I can never decide which to choose. I don't know how to get to that middle ground of accepting how I am and trying to better myself for me instead of making it about superficial aspects of me.

List-writing season is now upon us again. Thank you, Denison, for making me stress like crazy. The thing that inhibits my writing here is the general smell of snobbery among most people. Not everyone is that way, but it sits heavily in the hallways of the writing building. Things must be done a certain way and there's minimal room for freedom which seems contradictory to me since it is Creative Writing. That's how it is though. I need to write more stories, and more of my one story. It's due tomorrow. I have to fill out a blue paper that I think I lost somewhere which requires I choose a title now instead of at the end of my project, can you say IMPOSSIBLE!? seriously, it's ridiculous. So, now I have to choose a title for a project that could completely change and not be pertinent to the title anymore in the end. And I don't think my title of "Everything Sucks Sometimes" will go over so well with my instructor. Maybe I'll call it "Humanity and Tragedy" just for now. That's broad enough I think.

I need a cookbook, if anyone feels like mailing me one. That would be wonderful.

Off to make more lists! Woohoo!