Good, better, best, never stop to rest until the good is better and the better is best ( Read more... )

I used to hate running. I didn’t hate it I despised it with every ounce of me. The thought of someone running for fun was preposterous and the fact that I was slow didn’t help my love for it either. (this will all be relevant later.) I will not say I love running, I wont go that far, save that for the trackies. But I do have a greater appreciation ( Read more... )

I’m basing this entry off one of the strongest people I know ( Read more... )

i went camping…camping I’d have to say is probably one of the most interesting experiences I have ever had and to top it off I went with the XC team so take interesting and multiply it by about 16. But no lie, it was fun. We soon realized that if Mr Pistrang had not been there we would be eating pbj for 3 days cause he cooked everything for us. No ( Read more... )

In general ( Read more... )

I’m not really much of a God believer, if that fact offends you I really am sorry but the two of us haven’t really got along in a long time. However, for the sake of this journal entry we’ll pretend that I do believe in God.

A friend of mine who can basically be defined between her genuineness, her love to run, and her strong belief in god made ( Read more... )

its only wednesday and there really has been only a few instances where a week has sucked as much as this one has so far and let me tell you again it is only wednesday, without divulging into the entire story, its one of those moments where the straw breaks the camels back, anyway my point of this entry was not to explain to you how sucky this week ( Read more... )

yesterday was interesting:
i got clipped by a car when riding my bike; i completely took out their front lisence plate and dented their grill
and i found out who my real friends were which is safe to say some people played me dumb for about 16 yrs, congrats to them they are more caniving then i thought they really were

Have you ever been ashamed to be yourself? I mean actually ashamed to be who or what you are. I remember when I first told anyone I was gay I was so scared to find out what they thought or how they would view me. I mean terrified, I was terrified my parents would find out I was terrified that I would end up walking alone through my whole life. I ( Read more... )

do you ever wonder if life was supposed to turn out like this? were some people destined to fail and watch while others succeed? is it all written down in some book, the book of winners, the book of losers? i want to know. i think i have failed, as a friend, as a person, as a character in this supposidly fairy tale life we are all supposed to have ( Read more... )