so this is the first entry I've written since the day I found out about being accepted to mASSart. Kerry and Kyle inspired this (evil little voices in the back of my mind). I don't even know who would even read this. It's probably just another text document thrown into the cyber abyss. So what has happened in the last two years? shmeh. stuff. ( Read more... )

I GOT IN MASS ART!!! oh god I'm going to school in Boston..mmmbostonmmm :0) I got the letter on Tuesday and sine then been floating on my little cloud of feeling awesome. RELIEFFFF... and it's kinda cool to say "I'm going to the Brown University of arts" (RISD is the Harvard) so yeah! I'm psyched too because Meghan will be in boston as well ( Read more... )

this school..thing is getting old yes? i think we need to take an extended vacation... maybe one that last about 6 months ey? freaking hell.

instead of being all thoughtful and reflective lately, I've been numb and spacy. I think I need Spring. And then everything will have a motivation behind it. yes. this is my solution. Spring.

so this is it. senior year. When and what the hell. I was talking to my friend Nick (meghan's boyfriend) last night and he brought up one of the best points that have been brought to my attention in a long long time... he said something along the lines of realization of what we are here for.. in high school anyway. He mentioned how we kind of ( Read more... )

HOLY SHIT! Sunday night's guster concert in NH was fucking amazing! right up at the stage, small crowd, they played all the best songs, their new songs kick some serious boot-A-, bill and I hit the bongo dude w/ our ping pong balls at the end of "airport song", I got another guster t-shirt to add to my fantastic collection that Jen started up for ( Read more... )

I've never felt so alive

Wear your fucking seatbelt.

I've never felt so alive

Wear your fucking seatbelt.

I like rainy days..I don't know why...but they are cozy to me. Mr. Lazarra tells me otherwise...but I'll let him think what he likes..he's a cool guy ( Read more... )

I hate this time of year. I just do. saddness is my inevitable consumption. It'll go away next week at camp...but this week is just...torture. The term goodbye is really coming into play for real...and I hate that. I actually cried last night becuase I had so many thoughts going through my head i couldn't handle it. I've never done that before.

well so here I am sitting by myself... for the first time with nothing to do for the night. It's a very foriegn feeling to me...and I don't like it. I like being busy...whether it's with friends or work...productivness is what I'm built for..gah. I'm bored. So from what I'm been reading from everyone's journals...this summer hasn't been at all ( Read more... )