I sometimes get the feeling that I should be doing more with myself.
Learning.
or perhaps just being somewhere new.

balls.

I visited Mrs. Amos today.
She asked me if some time I'd come in to her class and pretend to have a weird disease.

I gladly said yes.

Perhaps when I awake, I will know what to do.

Tonight, I slid down a big hill covered in white stuff on a raft-like board with handles.
What a strange idea, that was.

Then I got home.

Pushed the power button.

and thought.

Now I can't seem to stop. What if I just ate lots of baking soda and then poured vinegar down my throat ... I'm sure that'd take my ( Read more... )

It's this feeling in my stomach.
It's too much going through my head.

In the park that day, I laughed.

I do love to laugh.

When did we get so sad?

it's fucking 12:19am and I'm drinking by myself in my living room. my parents are in bed. my little brother is in bed. Matt's out. Shannon's far away probably being awed and amazed by all the little things y'know. sidewalks streetlamps art bullshit wine cheese napkins ( Read more... )

silly things are silly, and everything is odd.

I watched some guy bleed from his face tonight. 
...on tv.
but, still

forward.
foreword.

bibbidy bibbidy baop baop bop.
deedle-dee-dee.
mabbady mabp mabp meeeeepeldy.

for some one.

:)

this new crush is making me ridiculously happy.
:)

Kramer is screaming the N-word on the television.

Dad and I sang the Beatles.

Nicolaas is 6 today.

rock.

I think things are silly.
So is everyone.

heehheee.a.

tonight,  A goal was accomplished.
Go, Doyle.
:)

my eyes are fuzzy.
my head is fuzzy.
my life's a little fuzzy.

what can y'do?

So, I guess, for the next week or so, I'm without.
If that makes sense.

to me, it does.

I think if someone else was me, they'd be so cool ( Read more... )