so im twenty now. i dont really feel any different at least in any long term, identifiable sense of being different. i guess my teenage angst will turn to twentysomething disillusionment? who knows. either way i just want to be back at school.
im sitting here at my computer watching my 16th episode of lost since sunday morning my mouth smeared with hummus and my lap covered with pita crumbs. i think long island has made me a meaty disgrace. but. tomorow shall be amazinggggg.
wow. spring break was sublimely brilliant hung out in the smokey mountains and just had a shitshow. only preparing for whats going to go down friday everything seems fairly under control for the mean time im genuinely happy surprise surprise and all the little peices are falling into place wondahful.
i just ran three miles for the first time since the summer i simultaneously feel like i am going to die and that nothing has ever felt better in my life. if all goes right ill be buff by the time i die young at the age of 35. woohoo.