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Everytime i try to write it is pooey. I'm officially off for the summer....i'll be too busy and/or lazy.
See you next year, biotches. It'll be a good one. Maybe later i'll post some writing from when i'm at Duke.
Most likely not. Have a good summer, all.
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| - - Sooooo....i have finally decided to conform and put up a picture of my lovely (kinda) face. My middle finger will be sorely missed, but i like to look at it as turning over a new chapter in my life. And also i was bored with a camera. So, lettuce bid one last farewell to our lovely friend, the fuck finger.
You will be missed.
In other news, HA HA HA HAAAA
We are soooo making one of those in the middle of the field next year. No joke.
Does the fact that i have a picture of myself and i happen to be blonde ruin any actual intellectual/humorous content within this blog? :-/ | | |
| - This may sound increadibly paranoyd and somewhat self-involved, but i have learned to stop listening to what people say. As soon as people see that you are happy, whether they mean to or not, they'll try to drag you down. It's just the little things that people say. We all do it. For instance, lets say two people are really good friends, best friends, and someone else says "That's weird...i don't understand why Person 1 hangs out with Person 2 so much. Person 1 is much cooler." And suddenly, that gets spread around and it comes back and begins to tear apart their friendship. Maybe just a little bit, but if you get enough people doing it, it can really fuck you over. And of corse, the person who said it didn't need to say that. Why did they open their fat trap? Chances are, they were friends or at least aquaintances with both Person 1 and Person 2. They did it because they were jealous. Or bored. Or just stupid. Jealousy, boredom and stupidity. The three causes of irrational thinking.
So, i am now ignoring everything that everyone says about me, my friendships, my relationship, etc. I'm done. I don't even want to hear any of it anymore. Just fuck it. Say whatever the hell you want about me, but realize that it only makes you look like an asshole. I'm happy right now, and i'm sick of feeling like people are trying to ruin that for me, intentionally or not. | | |
| - The GAS reunion yesterday, besides sucking, made me weird. I was gonna say it made me think, but it actually didn't. All the feelings i felt when i was there were predictable...like, i knew i would have them so i had braced myself for them to the point that it was liek i was already over it. I feel like i'm finally past Green Acres. At the beginning of the year, i would have been really sad to see all the buildings torn down (not that i wasn't sad, but before i would have been really, really depressed), but at this point it's like....i don't know...it's not my school anymore. I go to Field. I'm not a visitor or a new kid, i just GO there. I guess this sort of just dawned on me.
Sure, there are aspects of Green Acres that i will always miss. I felt more at home there then i ever will again anywhere, i think. Despite what i thought then, i was percieved well among people (for the most part), and i had a great relationship.
Actually, now that i right it out, those are things i have (or am beginning to have) at Field.
It was weird to drive up to the school for the first time since about a year ago. It wasn't how i imagined it at all...it was raining and dark and the school is torn up and muddy. Basically, it looked like shit. A big, hulking piece of shit. But i had no real emotions. It was so expected. I knew it would look like that. I think it's actually a lot like my relationshop with Danny. I will always remember both things for their positives, the good days. I know what the bad days look like, but i choose to remember good. I'm past both, but happy with how they look as retrospective.
Once again Nina was right...everything worked out. 
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| - - - Leggo my Eggo.
God, i haven't had one of those in so long. I crave waffle.
Doesn't that look wonnnnnnderful? I was also randomly craving those little microwaveable quiche this morning, at like, 10 AM. Is there something wrong with me? | | |
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