“May your coming year be filled with magic and dreams and good madness. I hope you read some fine books and kiss someone who thinks you’re wonderful, and don’t forget to make some art — write or draw or build or sing or live as only you can. And I hope, somewhere in the next year, you surprise yourself.”—Neil Gaiman (via fuckyeahhappy)
I don’t want your sex, your gifts or to live in your idea of romance. I don’t want you to invest money in my sake or really that much time. I want your friendship. You don’t always have to be there and we don’t always have to have something to talk…
This semester was prolly the semester I slacked on the most. Out of my six classes, I really only “paid attention” to 3 of them… I half assed the other 3. haha. I was really expecting lots of Bs. My priorities def were not straight this semester. :(
But to my utter surprise, I made all A’s and one B. WOOP WOOP! My GPA staid the same pretty much though. haha. It dropped .02 pts. I still have a 3.8 :/ I know I’ll never get that 4.0 again BUTT I want a 3.9 hahahaha. Oh wells, I’ll take what I can get.. for now! :)
So as a treat to myself for all this awesomeness, I’m going to indulge myself with macaroons I bought from Mozart yesterday!