I guess I'll write a stream of consciousness.
It's kind of a weird idea.
I don't really know what I'm doing.
What if I think something in Spanish?
Do I write that too?
Hola.
Que tal?
Estoy aqui con nosotros hoy.
Malarone gives you such weird dreams.
Last night I had a really weird dream about graduation.
I don't really know what that was about.
And in Nicaragua I dreamed about a huge polar bear in a barn.
I think it was from Narnia.
I really need to finish my powerpoint for the symposium.
I'm really scared to talk in front of everybody.
I hate doing stuff like that.
It's so scary.
I hope I don't look dumb.
Peace.
I love white Christmas lights.
I have them hanging in my room.
You know what I hate?
When people don't call you back.
I always overthink it.
And it makes me crazy.
I am thirsty.
I feel really unprepared for college.
I have the worst study habits.
Actually, I just don't study.
And I procrastinate.
Like a pro.
Professional basketball.
Why am I thinking about basketball?
Oh, I know.
I was watching Shark Tank today.
And Mark Cuban was on.
He owns a basketball team.
The Dallas? Mavericks?
I think.
I like Shark Tank.
They're smart cookies.
They know what's up.
I was thinking about majoring in business.
But now I want to be a teacher in Puerto Cabezas.
And I'm planning on majoring in Politics, Philosophy & Economics.
And minoring in Education.
I don't know what God wants me to do.
He'll work it out though.
My phone keeps vibrating.
Oh.
It was Michael.
I like him.
I'm wearing his sweatshirt.
I take all his clothes.
I feel bad.
I'm not gonna see him for another week.
Dumb H+M, making him work.
It's okay though.
I'll work on my thesis presentation.
Joy.
This is really long.
Me oh my.
I hope Mrs. Landry's okay with this.
I don't know why I thought it would be okay to do a stream of consciousness.
AHHHHH.
Give me credit!
It's late already!
Please?
Thanksssssssssssssssssssssss.
Okay.
Over.
And.
Out.
