i'm miles away turning out my lights
so... this would be me... in maine. im happy to be here. its something about the state, or the water... i dunno. its goin to get better. right now i feel pretty lonely, because there are those fews days of transition before u get used to a new place and can be confident in it. even when i get to bayside it takes a about 1/2 an hour or so to adjust, until i know whos there and whats goin on and such. here i dont know where to start. i mean, things are goin good, i got to sail today and any time that i get to sail makes everything better, even if only for an hour or so. Life Sucks? Go Sailing! hopefully once i go to a continual class and get into a routine and everything i'll be more confident and make some friends or something. cross ur fingers?
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i miss liz. and mike. and my dad. i talked to my mum a few minutes ago so i dont miss her as much lol. when i finish this im goin to call my dad's cell and talk to him and my sister.
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i hope liz is doing ok. i talked to her a few times today, and she seemed better. and i'll talk to her again tonight. she's on cape cod with nick and mike lemon's which is wicked good. and makes me feel better.
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mike... well i think that even though we are away from each other, what happened tuesday night brought us... closer? well nevermind that statement... duh. but i dunno he seems different, everythings ok, he just seems different, in a good way i guess. -shrug-. im ok, i've kinda surpressed the memory, not like other times when i cant stop thinking about it... i dunno im just babbling. everything is ok. i dont feel mad or used or not ready. i dunno
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tomorrow i'm racing with ann. i love how it took one 2 1/2 hour sail today for me to know how to sail again. its like riding a bike. when this song ends im goin to go call my dad and sister.
~braids
closing time
once last call for alcohol
so finish your whiskey or beer
closing time
you dont have to go home
but you cant stay here
closing time
time for you to go out
to the places you will be from