predicament and stuff
i told myself that i was going to give livejournal up completly, because livejournal is pretty stupid when i think about it. the sad fact is i'm not ready to finish my real journal. and if i write in it tonight, i know i will finish it. finishing a journal is like an end of an era, and this era cannot end like this, not yet at least. basically this is what i am reduced to.
things have been wierd for quite some time now, but it must be said that today was even wierder than what has recently become normal. its on the days that we scream and cry and scream and pound things and then scream fuck irrationally as many times as possible that end up being the best nights. i'm not quite sure how this happens but it definatly does.
disregard the following:
the list:
pay emily back
write alex back
continue to get along with mom
finish whack bird project
get linda to paint me a bird
call in sick
pass spanish
treat dweeb to ice cream
go to a movie with a boy
GO TO BEACH
BUY BEACH THINGS AT ST SIMONS
drive over bridges
one day i will get married on jekell island (the little chapel in the historic district - you know the pretty one)
the season will be spring
pray for summer
pray for uncle mark and uncle victor (in iraq :\)
clean car/room/bathroom/artroom/boring/boringstuff
somewhere in there finish journal and buy a new one (with birds on the front cover)
i'm sure there is more i just can't remember
things have been wierd for quite some time now, but it must be said that today was even wierder than what has recently become normal. its on the days that we scream and cry and scream and pound things and then scream fuck irrationally as many times as possible that end up being the best nights. i'm not quite sure how this happens but it definatly does.
disregard the following:
the list:
pay emily back
write alex back
continue to get along with mom
finish whack bird project
get linda to paint me a bird
call in sick
pass spanish
treat dweeb to ice cream
go to a movie with a boy
GO TO BEACH
BUY BEACH THINGS AT ST SIMONS
drive over bridges
one day i will get married on jekell island (the little chapel in the historic district - you know the pretty one)
the season will be spring
pray for summer
pray for uncle mark and uncle victor (in iraq :\)
clean car/room/bathroom/artroom/boring/boringstuff
somewhere in there finish journal and buy a new one (with birds on the front cover)
i'm sure there is more i just can't remember