Tell me what it means.
Wednesday, August 30, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Sunday, June 18, 2006
Wow, summer and basically the next part of my life is starting tomorrow as I head off to camp. It's scary to think that for the rest of my life my home is going to be just a place I drop by every so often for a visit or vacation. I'm a roaming gnome from now on I guess. How exciting to be a gnome!
Oh sweet and wonderful camp I am on my way. I can't wait to be away from all the drama of the real world and live in b-wood drama again, the only drama worth REALLY gossiping about.
I hope I stay in touch with everyone who means anything to me...
And if you forgot from before to log this sacred address away, do so now please:
98 Bishopswood Rd.
Friday, June 16, 2006
98 Bishopswood Rd
Off to camp on Sunday... send me mail. I don't even care who you are. If you're a stranger, send me something. I'm not kidding. I'll write back I promise. Just... send... mail... DO IT.
Monday, June 12, 2006
Friday, June 2, 2006
Saturday, May 20, 2006
Wednesday, May 3, 2006
bla de bla. i don't like how it's cold and rainy and i'm unmotivated to the point of ... well i'm just a sad sight we'll say.
my fingernails are purple. and nothing rhymes with purple, how exciting.
do you ever feel like a defective human being?
Tuesday, May 2, 2006
Monday, May 1, 2006
last band concert ever was tonight. i know i won't be playing in college, so it's kind of the end to something i actually have enjoyed through middle school and high school. not really even just playing, because i'm not really that great, but just... i don't know, just making some pretty cool music with other people and all of us being one band and cheesey stuff like that i'm going to miss.
braces came off today! aahahah.
Tuesday, April 25, 2006
Last night I stayed up for about 2 hours, horrifying myself with thoughts of being burried alive. What brought that on? Don't know. But it was fucking scary.
Maybe just in general lately I've been worrying a lot about things. And of course I'm not really doing anything about it because I've become just about the laziest person alive. Not things like being buried alive, because that's not actually a problem as of yet in my life, just other stuff I guess.
Sunday, April 23, 2006
MEXICO was ... i don't even know. Awesome at times, lazy at times... just in general though I had a good weekend.
One of the scarier moments was seeing Bill and Matt drive by on a 4-wheeler, Bill waving a gun above his head and Matt looking just crazy in general. And then apparently they tried to shoot a dog?
Sunday, April 16, 2006
My nana gave me a cross awhile back, just because she thought it would be nice and it just sort of sits on my dresser. Today my sister picked it up and told me that I should wear it over to their house seeing as we were going over there for lunch. I told her I didn't really want to wear it because I don't believe in God and I really only keep it around because it was a gift from my grandmother.
Erin proceded to tell me that since I didn't believe in God I wasn't allowed to acknowledge Easter as a holiday... I'm pretty sure that I'm allowed to enjoy a day to visit with my family and enjoy just the overall joyful mood that baskets of candy and little plastic eggs bring me without fucking people raining on my parade just because I don't believe in God. I can celebrate whatever the hell I want. So there.
I got Ferngully on DVD :) If that's not reason enough to celebrate I don't know what is.
Saturday, April 15, 2006
Not really feeling myself today, and not really sure why that is. Kind of in a bad mood I guess.
I think just a combination of a lot of things lately. I feel a little bit insignifigant, which is kind of a shitty feeling but kind of a relieving feeling knowing that in the larger scale of things my problems don't really matter much at all. So I guess no big deal.
Easter is tomorrow... plastic eggs and candy, yay.
Friday, April 14, 2006
Tuesday, April 11, 2006
Saturday, April 8, 2006
Wednesday, April 5, 2006
As the old man walked the beach at dawn, he noticed a young man ahead of him picking up starfish and flinging them into the sea. Finally catching up with the youth, he asked him why he was doing this.
The answer was that the stranded starfish would die if left until the morning sun.
"But the beach goes on for miles and there are millions of starfish," countered the other. "How can your effort make any difference?"
The young man looked at the starfish in his hand and then threw it to safety in the waves.
"It made a difference to that one," he said.
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