This summer has gone by so quickly that I still don't realize it's almost over. There's a month left and it feels like it just started, you know? I've been working between 35-40 hour weeks at the job and, I'm not going to lie, it doesn't make me feel mature, only tired. Atleast now my house is retiled and I'm not watching that smelly house (and the ( Read more... )

This week ( Read more... )

It's been a while. But I'm okay with that, because we've been together for all the important stuff anyway ( Read more... )

We schooled Mucino's class today in kickball. Best stats class ever.

3 AP's down. 2 to go.
4 more days.

I haven't updated in awhile, which is justifiable, but also kind of sad because I'm almost positive I had a lot of important things to say ( Read more... )

I'm not worried that I won't have fun; I know I will.

I'm worried that I'll spend the whole night wishing he was there.

It's a weird feeling.

This trip may only have served to confirm what, in retrospect, I guess I already knew, but nonetheless it was much needed because I didn't know I already knew anything, and part of me still doesn't. Still following? [Good ( Read more... )

All the cool kids are getting away this weekend.

I'm going to Boston.

I'm excited like whoa.

This week has been quite the contradiction. I'm glad that the whole college waiting process is done and over and yet I can't deny that I'm disappointed. I'm not a pessimist-- I know I'll be happy where ever I end up, but I have no problem admitting I'm jealous of everyone else who not only knows exactly what they want, but got it; so easily, too. I ( Read more... )

I need a lot of little things. I need comfort. I need to smile more. I need a hug. I need a kiss. I need to sleep. I need to sleep in your arms. I need to not read old letters written by people I miss terribly. I need new letters from people I miss terribly. I need help. I need someone who will understand. I need someone who's willing to listen. I ( Read more... )