I wanted you to know, that i miss the way you laugh
today I took my senior pictures. Hopefully those will be good. =] Today was an okay day. It started off pretty well untill half way through trig I asked a question about my homework and my teacher made me feel like a complete moron. whatev. Mrs. Micknley told me if i ever needed help to come see her. That was really sweet of her, btw.
Mysculpture in art is coming along pretty well. I'm almost finished. I have to paint it tomorrow, then start a second one of the same "theme" but different "patterns". It will be fun.
Newspaper brainstormed today. it was good. alot of stuff.
It rained alot.
I miss alot of things and in missing them i want to travel back in time to be in that simple state of bliss i was in. Happiness will come. Ha.
Stef left a painting she did in Austin's room and it said, "Someday it will happen... and happiness will ensue." The first time I read it I was in a really good mood and I thought it was the saddest thing, now I realize what she meant. I miss her. I miss writing poetry together, painting till 3am, getting energy drinks and jumping on trampolines, driving in the "rich" neighborhood acting like we owned every house on the street, listening to new bands, making clothes, just being.. wierd.
These are different times now. I need to grow up and quit this living in the past junk. Its not healthy for my walk. I'm gunna go fill myself up a little. I think tonight is a night of prayer instead of reading... i need to work on some areas about that.
Mysculpture in art is coming along pretty well. I'm almost finished. I have to paint it tomorrow, then start a second one of the same "theme" but different "patterns". It will be fun.
Newspaper brainstormed today. it was good. alot of stuff.
It rained alot.
I miss alot of things and in missing them i want to travel back in time to be in that simple state of bliss i was in. Happiness will come. Ha.
Stef left a painting she did in Austin's room and it said, "Someday it will happen... and happiness will ensue." The first time I read it I was in a really good mood and I thought it was the saddest thing, now I realize what she meant. I miss her. I miss writing poetry together, painting till 3am, getting energy drinks and jumping on trampolines, driving in the "rich" neighborhood acting like we owned every house on the street, listening to new bands, making clothes, just being.. wierd.
These are different times now. I need to grow up and quit this living in the past junk. Its not healthy for my walk. I'm gunna go fill myself up a little. I think tonight is a night of prayer instead of reading... i need to work on some areas about that.