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I'm listening to The Strokes, You Only Live Once.
I can't wait to go to Bonnaroo. damn.
I feel like I can never stop waiting for tomorrow, and whatever curveball it brings reeling at my head next.
ever been hit by a ton of bricks? try it sometime.
I love the way it feels.
definately studying till late tonight. might even pull an all-nighter on campus... just cause I'm a grade A fuckin slack ass and I put everything off. I wonder if I'll ever catch up with myself. "please don't slow me down if I'm going too fast."
the weather's been great lately. getting out more feels good... I love being outside, anything outside.
however I spent all day Sunday on the sofa high as fuck with my friends and it was incredible.
and I realized this weekend I really love Helgas and I think I'm going to start going more. It's right by school even and I really should spend more time there anyways.
hahaha... yeah, like being 5 blocks from school getting drunk will make me feel better than being 15 miles from school doin the same damn thing.
I really love my rationale.
the weather is almost perfect for hangin my feet over the wall at the rapids pavillion dam and staring at the water crashing over the edge on a nice night. when I was in high school my friends and I used to get a bottle of absolut vodka, 1 lb bag of sugar, and a bunch of lemons and sit there and make fresh lemon drops with a pocket knife. we would get drunk as piss, and lay on top of the wall and talk for hours. evans to locks is pretty far from all of our side of town and we'd have some wild drives home. good times.
I need to do that again, even if it's by myself.
I really enjoy my own company anyways. it's ironic really, cause I am a pretty quiet person at times, but nobody believes me. that's ok. I'm quiet when nobody's lookin.
going hashing, whatever that is... tomorrow night. starts at the highlander, never been there and I'm kinda excited.
also going to savannah next week for a few days. hopefully it'll be nice at the beach.
carrot cake from the boll weavel should be illegal.
it's amazing. holy shit.
oh and btw, the next time you mind-fuck me like that don't stop.
I can't wait to go to Bonnaroo. damn.
I feel like I can never stop waiting for tomorrow, and whatever curveball it brings reeling at my head next.
ever been hit by a ton of bricks? try it sometime.
I love the way it feels.
definately studying till late tonight. might even pull an all-nighter on campus... just cause I'm a grade A fuckin slack ass and I put everything off. I wonder if I'll ever catch up with myself. "please don't slow me down if I'm going too fast."
the weather's been great lately. getting out more feels good... I love being outside, anything outside.
however I spent all day Sunday on the sofa high as fuck with my friends and it was incredible.
and I realized this weekend I really love Helgas and I think I'm going to start going more. It's right by school even and I really should spend more time there anyways.
hahaha... yeah, like being 5 blocks from school getting drunk will make me feel better than being 15 miles from school doin the same damn thing.
I really love my rationale.
the weather is almost perfect for hangin my feet over the wall at the rapids pavillion dam and staring at the water crashing over the edge on a nice night. when I was in high school my friends and I used to get a bottle of absolut vodka, 1 lb bag of sugar, and a bunch of lemons and sit there and make fresh lemon drops with a pocket knife. we would get drunk as piss, and lay on top of the wall and talk for hours. evans to locks is pretty far from all of our side of town and we'd have some wild drives home. good times.
I need to do that again, even if it's by myself.
I really enjoy my own company anyways. it's ironic really, cause I am a pretty quiet person at times, but nobody believes me. that's ok. I'm quiet when nobody's lookin.
going hashing, whatever that is... tomorrow night. starts at the highlander, never been there and I'm kinda excited.
also going to savannah next week for a few days. hopefully it'll be nice at the beach.
carrot cake from the boll weavel should be illegal.
it's amazing. holy shit.
oh and btw, the next time you mind-fuck me like that don't stop.