your tears are only alibis
i want to embody everything in words, but that's near impossible.
everything is amazing. i am feeling things i didn't know were emotions.
9th grade winter was an awkward time in my life; 10th grade winter was a coming-of-age experience; 11th grade winter helped me to bond and solidify relationships; senior winter is a reward for everything i've ever done right in my life. i wouldn't change anything in the world.
week/end summary (because you're obviously dying to know):
monday: school
tuesday: pre-calc (should be a decent grade)
wednesday: physics (don't get me started, i ate shit on that one) slept over sams; good times, good times. woke up to dancing maris, making wednesday/thursday complete.
thursday: ryan came over and we stenciled (i think) then i think we went to bailey's and drank in her bar and lounge. mad people, pretty random, good friends were there and ryan and thats all that mattered.
friday: didn't get into the shower until 4 (feh). kat came over and we just hung out and stenciled and it was so good to have some alone time with her. then ryan came, then kyle, then ryan's little brother to be with my little brother, and we all stenciled. i made some ill gear. so did everyone though. then kat left, then kyle left and ryan and i 'watched' our brothers.
saturday: ryan and i finally met up early like we had planned for so long. today was a true waste-of-life day. i went over to ryan's around 11:30 and we layed in bed until 1:30, walked over to blockbuster, rented blue velvet (finally), walked back to my house, made bunny, went into bed and seriously didn't get up again until around 6:45, give or take a few stretches. then my parents took us out to dinner for getting into our respective schools, then we went to sams and ben weinrip was there and that made things ok...JUST KIDDING. but really the ripper was there and so was kyle and myles and rick and obviously sam and ben's bitch and tim and myles' bitch and i was really happy the whole time.
sunday (tomorrow): 2 months, wowowowow! laying around listening to cassettes of 1920's mystery radio shows and possibly peewee's playhouse, possibly.
sorry for the length but its not for you, its for me because i will want to look back on my senior year and remember each insignificant bit, so eat shit you fucker.
the morals of this story are:
- stenciling is an amazing hobby.
- watch out because CH!-crew is coming to a foundation nearest you.
- my friends rool.
- music is cause for most of my existence.
- ryan completes me and tomorrow is 2 months, officially. iloveyou<3
stay good.
everything is amazing. i am feeling things i didn't know were emotions.
9th grade winter was an awkward time in my life; 10th grade winter was a coming-of-age experience; 11th grade winter helped me to bond and solidify relationships; senior winter is a reward for everything i've ever done right in my life. i wouldn't change anything in the world.
week/end summary (because you're obviously dying to know):
monday: school
tuesday: pre-calc (should be a decent grade)
wednesday: physics (don't get me started, i ate shit on that one) slept over sams; good times, good times. woke up to dancing maris, making wednesday/thursday complete.
thursday: ryan came over and we stenciled (i think) then i think we went to bailey's and drank in her bar and lounge. mad people, pretty random, good friends were there and ryan and thats all that mattered.
friday: didn't get into the shower until 4 (feh). kat came over and we just hung out and stenciled and it was so good to have some alone time with her. then ryan came, then kyle, then ryan's little brother to be with my little brother, and we all stenciled. i made some ill gear. so did everyone though. then kat left, then kyle left and ryan and i 'watched' our brothers.
saturday: ryan and i finally met up early like we had planned for so long. today was a true waste-of-life day. i went over to ryan's around 11:30 and we layed in bed until 1:30, walked over to blockbuster, rented blue velvet (finally), walked back to my house, made bunny, went into bed and seriously didn't get up again until around 6:45, give or take a few stretches. then my parents took us out to dinner for getting into our respective schools, then we went to sams and ben weinrip was there and that made things ok...JUST KIDDING. but really the ripper was there and so was kyle and myles and rick and obviously sam and ben's bitch and tim and myles' bitch and i was really happy the whole time.
sunday (tomorrow): 2 months, wowowowow! laying around listening to cassettes of 1920's mystery radio shows and possibly peewee's playhouse, possibly.
sorry for the length but its not for you, its for me because i will want to look back on my senior year and remember each insignificant bit, so eat shit you fucker.
the morals of this story are:
- stenciling is an amazing hobby.
- watch out because CH!-crew is coming to a foundation nearest you.
- my friends rool.
- music is cause for most of my existence.
- ryan completes me and tomorrow is 2 months, officially. iloveyou<3
stay good.