I keep getting all this weird and rather unfamiliar feedback about my 'new' lifestyle from friends I haven't seen in awhile.
Asides the fact that everyone continues to tell me to get a job and ask consistently about my tattoos over and over...the other thing that gets brought up is how fun and outgoing I am. Not very many people can keep up with me when I'm out on the town, after a day on the beach most are too tired to do anything else, and even just going to the lake wears people out after a swim across.
Seriously, I'm not in that great of shape. Do I have higher standards of exercise and what consists of a busy day than others, or just the people I hang around with?
This wasn't worth writing about at all, but I felt the need to type something to put my mind at ease.
Midterms tomorrow. Haven't studied an ounce and not worried a bit about it.
What am I?
- Jesus
- I’m just a cold face on the street, slow and somber in my patterns. I’m just a friend you’ll never meet, I am the love that never happens. My days exist in meaningless ways, I need a way to shake this; I’m making lost time famous.
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