facebook prompted me to get a new profile photo, and since i no longer take countless numbers of pictures of myself, i had to scour my old photos.

i used to be lots of fun.

granted, i'm doing much, much better in school and my bank account is never in danger of me draining it in a weekend. and not to mention i'm not under 25 anymore-- weekends wasted to drunken debauchery takes more than a day to recover from... more like i need a whole week to feel completely back to normal after a wild night where i have more than 2 drinks.

but i'm fucking boring.

ugh. part me wants to say it's the fact that i've settled down for the reasons i've mentioned above. part of me wants to say that it's the boyfriend... which... i mean, okay. he's boring sometimes too.

(all the time)

but do i want to go back to who i was? should i?

i wouldn't be bothered by how fun i used to be if i didn't want to still be fun.

is it time for a change? what am i willing to do to change?

oh the things i think of when i don't want to do what i'm supposed to be doing (like school work).

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college student of historical events, future educator. canadienne. i like to read, but i don't do it enough. i run. i like zombies. i'm obsessed with all things batman, except not batfleck. i'm a terrible video game player, but i'm getting better through attrition. i can play piano pretty good, though. the sound of city streets soothes me, but i love the silence of the forest. curious stargazer.

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facebook prompted me to get a new profile photo, and since i no longer take countless numbers of pictures of myself, i had to scour my old photos.

i used to be lots of fun.

granted, i'm doing much, much better in school and my bank account is never in danger of me draining it in a weekend. and not to mention i'm not under 25 anymore-- weekends wasted to drunken debauchery takes more than a day to recover from... more like i need a whole week to feel completely back to normal after a wild night where i have more than 2 drinks.

but i'm fucking boring.

ugh. part me wants to say it's the fact that i've settled down for the reasons i've mentioned above. part of me wants to say that it's the boyfriend... which... i mean, okay. he's boring sometimes too.

(all the time)

but do i want to go back to who i was? should i?

i wouldn't be bothered by how fun i used to be if i didn't want to still be fun.

is it time for a change? what am i willing to do to change?

oh the things i think of when i don't want to do what i'm supposed to be doing (like school work).