&Then there's some things that I don't even think I could bring myself to write about in the paper journal, not to mention on here or anywhere else for that matter.
Friday was like one of those nights from movies or something. Moreso for Bill on Saturday when he took Bernie to the airport and watched him leave, but it still felt weird for me too. I ( Read more... )

I've started writing in a paper journal again rather than listening in class and doing work and so far it's been amazing. I actually can say what I think and not have to worry about anyone stumbling across it because it stays in my range of vision pretty much all the time ( Read more... )

love it how my perfect Saturday morning doesn't involve going to track meets, worrying about my party later tonight, or returning phone calls ( Read more... )

birthdays aren't as bad as I make them seem.
three day weekends are always amazing
especially when a thursday is turned into a friday with no track practice or any where to be.
<3

So it's sometime early Monday morning and I'm not even a smidgen tired. I have so much running through my head right now and I need to get it somewhere. I seriously do feel like I'm going to explode or something ( Read more... )

I don't know what's been going on, but I've been completely miserable this past week it seems. I'll be doing fine but somehow one small thing manages to set me off. Usually things regarding a certain person, and yeah, there goes the rest of the day. I seriously do believe that my birthday brings around these types of things, because I really don't ( Read more... )

First track meet of the outdoor season.
LFB
If I don't run a 6:30 mile by the end of the season, I'll kick my own ass and let the coaches have a break
If you can win some and lose some, I need to start the win some pretty soon. Ugh.
today was just really lame and almost not worth writing about.

It's already April. I can't even believe that. The past three months have flown by like seconds, but somehow I can remember everything. All the nights spent crying my eyes out over something that means nothing, or really does mean something. Every kiss, show, fight, and inside joke is still fresh in my mind, but the time is flying by so fucking  ( Read more... )

Oh, California in the Summer
Ah, and my hair is growing long
Fuck yeah, we can live like this.
But if you left it up to me,
Everyday would be a holiday from real
We'd waste our weeks beneath the sun,
We'd fry our brains
And say it's so much fun out here
But when it's all over, I'll come back for another year

one of these days, I'll wake up early without ( Read more... )

dude ( Read more... )