the ceiling in my garage fell down.  pictures to follow.

 I would write a really clever play by play about how my day was affected due to senioritis but I'm too afflicted to do anything purposeful.

Is anyone's heart big enough to encompass the world?

I was accepted into the University of Vermont.  Cool?

I've come to the conclusion that I'm broken, like internally the springs in my clock aren't compressed and the gears are bent out of shape.  Things stopped fitting together.  The sad/good news that I'm not the only person who is cracking up.

 there were 18 letters in the mailbox today.  15 were for me.  9 were applications.  

 there was 18 letters in the mailbox today.  15 were for me.  9 were applications. 

Working the weekends is a death trap for your social life.  But there's nothing like isolation to crack open your brain and make you contemplate your life plans.

i just sorted through a year's worth of college mail and now there is a mindblowing amount of wasted trees sitting in a pile in my living room.

write down your dreams
they are your myths.
-Joseph Campbell