okay it's 11:11 pm and i haven't done anything yet. i still have to write my essay on the part of my life that i need hope in..i can think of a million things. haha! i envy katha who says she's going to write about not needing hope in any aspect right now. and here i am undecided whether i want to wirte about insecurity hope itself, reality, schedules, dancing(haha), my looks, my inability to do a lot of things, photography, my grades, acceptance, love, being jaded, identity crises..i could go on for days. and i still want to go on reading harry potter.

hahahahaha. i feel so bad