Volleyball sucks

I think that sometimes you have to hit rock bottom. That's the only way you can realize that the good times are good ( Read more... )

Note to self: Studying with friends= 0 productivity ( Read more... )

So now that I've figured out that I won't be spending the rest of my life in P-town, I've stopped caring about what the residents of said town think. I'll drink my diet coke in public. I'll go to class with out doing my hair. Really, all I care about is doing well in school. Doing well in school will get me to the places I want to go ( Read more... )

So maybe I'm not in the right place. Maybe I'm meant to get out of Provo. Maybe there's a whole other life I could have if I took the chance and tried to get into NYU. Maybe this early semester loneliness is preventing clear thinking.

I feel really strange. I suppose you would call it limbo. I miss my boys. My ward is weird. meh.

Best night of summer. Bar none. Twas the long awaited concert...our Mr. Jack Johnson, live, and we were there. By we I mean my dearest brother Nick and his lady Paige, Wayne, and myself ( Read more... )

In 1997 Bas Luhrmann gave a graduation speech. Later, someone set it to music and he did the narration. On my walk this morning I played it on the ipod and started to cry. Maybe I'm emotionally imbalanced, but the speech truly hit home. Listen to it ( Read more... )

I need to move out. I snapped at my mom today and I don't know why. The more time I spend at home, the grouchier I become. My family is awesome, in fact, they are probably my favorite people. However, around them I become submissive in order to avoid contention. I'm not me, which is sad. And my not-me me has started to take over the other ( Read more... )

Mars is huge ( Read more... )