8 November 2012
I never really saw myself as who I am now. Trying to find people who are like me but at the same time not.
I'm contradicting myself again.
Here, I'll most likely be at home. The adrenaline spikes up and ideas just run through my head that I can't even find the words to describe them.
Everybody experiences that sometimes. It's so weird but exhilarating at the same time. You're practically fighting with yourself just so you could word everything.
That feeling is simply amazing.
There's so much here and I can't wait to just go through every written thing I could get my eyes on. And acting like a kid won't really bother me. I'm giddy. I want to know a lot. I wouldn't care even if people gave a look of reprimand and think: "really, how old is she?"
Really?
Let's do this.
Really? • Opuss № I