ah i'm here, and this is never something i could have ever really planned for, even tho i tried, absolutely filling up the van ( Read more... )

Am feeling so discontent right now. Very lonely. The SEP reunion was good on a shallow retrospect, but in actuality, I have never felt so unwelcome in my life. Drunken late nights, crankiness, whatever, no good excuse for ignoring, whispering, making me feel like I'm subhuman. bah ( Read more... )

just the smell on the summer can make me fall in love ( Read more... )

Livejournal randomly refreshes this update page...what I write is still there if I hit back, but still- wtf ( Read more... )

The best part about tonight was that it wasn't a flashback to some magical time that never existed junior year or any time this past year. Evan jollily drunk hitting tennis balls and Emily almost forgetting her underwear during drunken peeing and just being w/ Marc on the fourth time. The whole world feels spinny, and starry. Even though its not ( Read more... )

"Just when we believe we could be great
reality it permeates and conquers from within..."

All the best plans and imaginings have no basis in reality. Here's to hoping we can make real life something creative and other-worldly.

How exactly would you lose pants? It seems hard to do, yes? I have reason to believe I've left two (TWO) pairs of jeans at SEP. All my clothes are spread out on my floor, for easy location purposes, and I honestly just have no idea where they could be. I am so tired of losing my possessions by my own flightyness or other's maliciousness, my ipod ( Read more... )

I should be used to goodbyes, I've practiced at camps in Eugene and New York, friends moving to California and Texas, releasing so many that I hold dear to scary places like Israel or the real world. But as I reread Chloe's accounts of her high school experience that so dictated mine, I realize this is the real beginning. Of goodbyes. Of the real ( Read more... )