I came back to Winer Springs this week. It was just like old times. All the personalities of the group were back together and it was as if we never left. It's weird how that is. I was talking with a good friend about it and he said that these will be some of the best times you will have with these friends. I agree with that statement, I think that ( Read more... )

I guess it is true, you can never really go home again.

Here is a wonderful poem written by Babcock's own Joey Rogan ( Read more... )

Well it's been about 2 months in college now, and all I can say is that it's everything I imagined it to be. The dorm life is great. I'm friends with pretty much my whole hall and we do everything together. Classes are harder than I thought, then I realize it's Wake Forest. This weekend all my friends from Winter Springs came back home and hung out ( Read more... )

Goodbye Winter Springs!

So I leave Tuesday. Anyone up for casual, no strings-attached sex?

If time were a mere wheel, repeating itself over again ( Read more... )

The summer does things to people. It makes them act unusual, which really means everyone is raging with hormones with every intention to find someone to connect with. This summer for me has been a a rollarcoaster of sorrow, bliss, and guilt. Maybe it's because I'm leaving in under 2 weeks, but I think I need to straight my shit out before it ends. ( Read more... )

Dear Postman,
Please fall out of your little car while giving me my mail and quickly get up before anyone sees your embarrassing sight like i did more often. You made my day.
xoxo
Mike