So, I am leaving in 11 days, I want to do one of those count downs, but that seems petty and makes me out to be overly excited to leave. That is not true. I am not excited, I am thrilled, anxious, and relieved. There are so many people now who I will miss dearly, people I never had dreamed I would have the honor to miss. Friends, gods, you all are ( Read more... )

I am free, and have walked the halls of Klein for what may very well be the last time. And as horrid as Klein is, it has honestly given me my best school years yet. Elementary and Middle school were far worse, and I went through it with out the great friends I have today. So, That's it. I want to see Keith today, and maybe Liz if she can stop ( Read more... )

See Nick. See Nick get raped. Fight Nick fight.

See Sarah. See Sarah jones. Jones Sarah jones.

See Ari. See Ari watch. Ari is a peverse voure.

Again the bane that is having something to write about and being left with no time to write it. This weekend had me car hopping, running, sleeping on my feet, swooning, caught in a cold sweat, covered in turquoise dye, weeping, laughing, and sleeping painfully alone. Keith and I had a stealer time, he strikes some thing in me so intense that all I ( Read more... )

Garh…Hectic activity, must juggle schedule…*flops into a ball* All I want to do is eat and then go to sleep. But I will just skip the first part and rest. If I have my way tomorrow will be active *winks* and I need my energy, and find my corset. Gods, I can’t believe I lost it since APE. I might just wear a rocky tee and mini skirt if it comes down ( Read more... )

Sarah, Nick (for a time), and I trekked about and abused each other. There were experiments with a quad-exposure camera and an umbrella, and we spun Nick till he got nearly sick. His revenge was taken on me (the spinner) by scaring me to death by swinging me in odd and sporadic directions on a very old tire swing. He ended up going home and taking ( Read more... )

Today the cicadas that hibernate for 17 years awoke to mate and sleep again. What world did they leave? 1987, my birth year, I don’t recall the politics of that era; I rather doubt that the cicadas cared. I bet all they worried about then was how warm the summer was, what mood lighting dusk could be, and how their hum of hopeful lust would be ( Read more... )

So, Nekked Tuesday went well, it is really oddly gratifying to see some ridiculous inside joke I started become an entire underground movement. Stickers were distributed free of charge and I took photos of all participants I could get my hands on, meaning everyone but one Nick. So, since AP’s were only about to immobilize 2 of us I say we won the ( Read more... )

She just wears on me, makes me tired with those constantly pleading eyes. The silence that she brings suffocates me, engulfs me in awkward stares, what does she want from me? I don’t know anything, aside from the fact that I dissatisfy her or she me. Gods, I want this to stop hurting.

Tired at 4 in the afternoon! I woke up at 2 pm and still, through the wonders of prom, got only 6 hours of sleep. Prom was great; my company was graced all night by one of the greatest nearly-blind dates I have ever gone on. I saw my first armadillo while driving around, and he went to his first Starbucks, so a new experience night for us both. ( Read more... )