Sufjan Stevens is gorgeous. My love is rekindled.
There are so many amazing people in my life, and I never take the time to appreciate them. I take them all for granted, and you know what? That just isn't cool. It just plain isn't.
This summer I'd like to do so many things. I want to walk to the park everyday and sit on picnic tables or lay in the grass and read old paperback books. I want to walk to the bus stop and hang out with my friends who live in Lynnwood, but I want some alone time too. I want to get away from the computer and only use it to write, but that's after the first draft on the typewriter or by hand. I want to take photos, or at least remember all of the beautiful things that I see.
Today, the bus was extraordinarily late. It came twenty minutes late, or so, but I decided that I wouldn't call my mother and tell her because I didn't want to get out my cell phone. I hate cell phones. They annoy me to no end and sometimes I'd like to throw mine out the window or something. No matter what you say about their practicality, you know that you've only used it when you're going to die once or twice, and really, you misuse it all the time. They're rude and annoying.
Sorry about that. Back to my story now.
The wind was blowing and I admired my skirt as it fluttered in the wind. I've taken to wearing skirts all of the time now so that I can admire my feet with their hemp ankle bracelet and so that I can watch my skirt SWOOSH! continuously. I watched as the wind blew across the grass and how beautiful everything is, even if we don't realize it. I befriend the spider waiting on the side of the bus stop, who stayed with me until my bus came. I finished my book and realized how much I love to read, but that I've forgotten that fact.
I want to practice every day and I want to be happy. I'm going to dance all the time and I'm going to do what I want to. It's going to be fun. And I'm going to sew things so that I'll make my own clothes or bags or whatever.
I'm excited for next year in some respects, but in others I hope that it never comes. I'm stoked for D.I. (Destination Immagination -- a team thing where you do creative skits/imporv) and hanging out with some of the people and not having to deal with some of the people that I've met this year. After all, this year was a gigantic emotional rollercoaster, but I'm over that for the most part now. But, I'm not excited for not really having any good friends at school. I eat lunch by myself now, and that's the worst, so I'm scared about next year. I don't want to have to do early moring Digital Communications (a tech class) and make my school day even longer. I'll have a free third, but that's just every other day. So, for a quarter of the year I'll be in school from 6:30 in the morning until 3:05 in the afternoon. Plus a bus ride. I'm going to die.
I feel like I don't really know the people that I love and that I attach to people too fast. I'm too impatient to build relationships because I'm so desperate and I spill my heart too easily.
NOTE: My summer isn't really going to go how I hope that it will, but no matter, I can still hope. It's going to consist of sleeping all day and staying inside and hating myself. But, I'm going to at least make an effort to change that. I'm going to use the time that I'll have and not waste it like I have all the other years.
P.S. Anyone who wants to play music with me this summer will be much appreciated. Music is amazing, but even more amazing in harmony. :)
This summer I'd like to do so many things. I want to walk to the park everyday and sit on picnic tables or lay in the grass and read old paperback books. I want to walk to the bus stop and hang out with my friends who live in Lynnwood, but I want some alone time too. I want to get away from the computer and only use it to write, but that's after the first draft on the typewriter or by hand. I want to take photos, or at least remember all of the beautiful things that I see.
Today, the bus was extraordinarily late. It came twenty minutes late, or so, but I decided that I wouldn't call my mother and tell her because I didn't want to get out my cell phone. I hate cell phones. They annoy me to no end and sometimes I'd like to throw mine out the window or something. No matter what you say about their practicality, you know that you've only used it when you're going to die once or twice, and really, you misuse it all the time. They're rude and annoying.
Sorry about that. Back to my story now.
The wind was blowing and I admired my skirt as it fluttered in the wind. I've taken to wearing skirts all of the time now so that I can admire my feet with their hemp ankle bracelet and so that I can watch my skirt SWOOSH! continuously. I watched as the wind blew across the grass and how beautiful everything is, even if we don't realize it. I befriend the spider waiting on the side of the bus stop, who stayed with me until my bus came. I finished my book and realized how much I love to read, but that I've forgotten that fact.
I want to practice every day and I want to be happy. I'm going to dance all the time and I'm going to do what I want to. It's going to be fun. And I'm going to sew things so that I'll make my own clothes or bags or whatever.
I'm excited for next year in some respects, but in others I hope that it never comes. I'm stoked for D.I. (Destination Immagination -- a team thing where you do creative skits/imporv) and hanging out with some of the people and not having to deal with some of the people that I've met this year. After all, this year was a gigantic emotional rollercoaster, but I'm over that for the most part now. But, I'm not excited for not really having any good friends at school. I eat lunch by myself now, and that's the worst, so I'm scared about next year. I don't want to have to do early moring Digital Communications (a tech class) and make my school day even longer. I'll have a free third, but that's just every other day. So, for a quarter of the year I'll be in school from 6:30 in the morning until 3:05 in the afternoon. Plus a bus ride. I'm going to die.
I feel like I don't really know the people that I love and that I attach to people too fast. I'm too impatient to build relationships because I'm so desperate and I spill my heart too easily.
NOTE: My summer isn't really going to go how I hope that it will, but no matter, I can still hope. It's going to consist of sleeping all day and staying inside and hating myself. But, I'm going to at least make an effort to change that. I'm going to use the time that I'll have and not waste it like I have all the other years.
P.S. Anyone who wants to play music with me this summer will be much appreciated. Music is amazing, but even more amazing in harmony. :)