
DIARY:
>>i remember faintly two separate times in my life when i was supremely passionate about, first, cycling, from a book i read called the race, and then about a year later, poetry, from a movie called dead poets society. i've recently taken a step back to view what kind of a person i am currently, and have come to realize that my identity has deteriorated to nearly nothing, and i live life day by day, trying to find the next thing to do. i do remember that i was more happy when i was exceedingly inspired, and i want really nothing more than to reunite with that feeling once again. hoping beyond anything i succeed. cheers, renee p.
p.s. i edited the photos of georgia tech in the previous post to make them more "hipster-ific." not too shabby, ha.
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