Not what I'm used to

By this time next month I promise:

-I will have finished reading at least one of the books on my 'favorites' list.

-I will have published entries about education, Brave New World and what to do with my future.

-Someone else other than me will have read at least on of my entries.

-I will be a normal happy smiling breathing thinking writer again.

-My summer is going to be planned.

-My hair will be longer.

-My pants won't have to be larger.

-I'll be a caring loving person.

-I am going to feel just good, as in 'not like last summer'.

-I will have learned the jazz choreography.

-I will have watched "Jennifer's Body"

-I will have saved enough money to buy Adam's album.

... and I run out of thoughts. I mean it, completely empty. Hate myself right now.

Mademoiselle Juliettè,

This I can't promise but I hope to have come up with a good idea for another novel.