the first of september:
math class, bagelry, swim class, jerry's, beach, pug attack, sunburn, surf city.
& homework in between.

this will be an interesting month.

even though it feels predictable, the future still holds the mystery of being unknown.

this is hard.
i'm wishing too much.
things don't seem to be going the way that i would like them to.
and it's frustrating.
my heart is hurting.
my head is spinning.
i'm feeling nostalgic;
claustrophobic.

i feel, unsettled.

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camp is over. [finally ( Read more... )

Leather couch. Tan colored yarn and bamboo needles in lap. Dishwasher buzzing in the background. Lake water glistening from the light of the setting sun ( Read more... )

every time i sit down and try to post and entry, my mind goes blank.
it's not like nothing notable has happened, i just can't seem to get my thoughts organized.
i really enjoy journaling, but since i haven't been able to write or type anything down lately, i have become frustrated.

stupid...stupid...stupid...

I don't know how this is happening but somehow I am getting Internet I'm the cabin azalea. it's late and I'm lying here wide awake, hot and uncomfortable. I want to sleep but I feel as if my fever is back and is keeping me from accomplishing any form of rest. at this very moment it is all I want and I am cruely deprived of it. please god, give me ( Read more... )

it's a little hard to believe ( Read more... )

another birthday.
come and gone.

it was without a doubt
a day to remember.

i never thought i would be back here again ( Read more... )