(Or a post.) But please excuse the crappy writing.
I don’t know if it’s glaringly obvious, but I’m always in a hurry now, and I’ve been cringing at my own writing. I never really edited entries, just scanned and if I saw an error I’d fix it, but recently I’ve begun to rush them too. And it’s suffering. My writing, I mean. Am I even coherent anymore? Summer is near, which means exams! I have a nine-page paper due tomorrow, I’m utterly and entirely sleep-deprived, and I consequently keep misreading words. I just read the word “evaluation” as “evolution” and stared at the sentence for like two minutes wondering why it didn’t make sense.
I’m going to try slowing myself down for a bit and not spew things out every other day. Every two days maybe? =P Let’s see if I can control myself when I have something to say. That isn’t very feminist, is it? I’m going to feminist hell! Just kidding, feminism doesn’t have hell. Only unicorns. What?
I’ll see you in a couple of days!
3 thoughts on “This isn’t an apology.”
Firstly, this post is adorable. Secondly, good luck with papers and exams! And see ya on the other side.Now, back to doing my own writing..
Don't worry, your writing is still pretty awesome.
…Looking back, these were famous last words. =P