so, pondering john mayer.
          could i have missed my chance, and watched you walk away?


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this is why i take control of my summers.
because it's so dang fun.

hanging out with the other mcd's has really started to give me a good grip on what i want to do with the next few years of my life.
being with kenz has showed me the meaning of a real friend.  according to kristen a real friend is one you take to camp and aunt jaynes.
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i can't believe camp is over already.  because that means school is almost here.

well, not really.

however, after camp summer starts to slide by really fast.  and everything starts to be so second rate.  because really, who can compare to camp?

but i saw melissa this week, and going to aunt jayne's this week will be a blast.  and i have some good ( Read more... )

i never loved nobody fully
always one foot on the ground
and by protecting my heart truly
i got lost in the sounds
i hear in my mind
all these voices
i hear in my mind
all these words
i hear in mind
all this music
and it breaks my heart...

suppose i never ever met you
suppose we never fell in love
suppose i never ever let you
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back from camp. oi. i wish i was back.

for more reasons than one.

i've had a blast the past few days/weeks just going with whatever happens. like last night. that was really unexpected, and a lot more fun than sitting around home. huzzah!

and i got my nickel creek cd back, so i can jam out to that.

life is good.

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today was not a daniel powter day.  and i like that.

and it's in times like these, where the music is flowing, and my mind is spinning, over thoughts.
over words.
over memories of what happened before.
and when i cling to the rambling pieces dashing across my brain and try to splice them together.
this has to be better than anything before.
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don't you love dreams?

i had a good one last night, and it stuck with me.  i love it when i can remember dreams.
"we are such stuff as dreams are made of" -prospero

i was riding on a bus somewhere, and he was to the right of me.  we were just talking i would imagine.  there was a lull, and he just slid his arm around me.  i just leaned my head on his ( Read more... )

who's taking me to lollapalooza?  talk about a lineup.  that place is going to be rocking out.

i'm slowly becoming obsesssed with the world cup.  that is some fun junk.  ah, iran.


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