I wanna be as cool as Kurt Cobain, minus the dying.
I'm back from a wonderful vacation with Christine and Chad that ended with a horrible brawl in the car over my beanie. Much fun, and no drunkness. How silly. No regrets at all, either. We got eaten up by bugs sleeping in the observatory though.
OH WEIRDEST THING EVER! Christine's dad's girlfriend told Christine that she thinks I have a nice body. That chick is old, and the next morning talking to her was awkward. =[
Last Tuesday, I gave a GREAT lesson plan presentation worth 30% of my grade. They said I had great energy. I was really happy. EW, my bread, ham, lettuce, and tomatoes are spoiled. Guess I'll have to go to the market tomorrow.
I got a very sweet letter from a friend a few minutes ago. It was wonderful, and made me feel wonderful. I kinda needed that. Here, I wanna share some of it with you guys.
"You know, its like that song that gives you instant gratification on a bad day…I used to be able to look at you and I just sort of felt like no matter what, I had an amazing friend and it didn’t matter what was going on
You’re the one person that no matter what I know is always there. Honestly, I have friends and I have people I am close to but none of them compare to how great I think you are.
I just have taken time to look at the world and its beautiful and ugly things and I have realized the beautiful and ugly in my life. I think you should know I think you are beautiful.
When you called me the other night ---edit----- I started thinking back at when I used to hang out with you and when the word friend actually had a meaning.
I realized I miss you so much its not even funny. The other day I was real upset ----edit ----- and I was like damn dude, this is a moment where I need a fucking hug. A real hug from a real person. Claude. But no Claude. Claude’s far away. That’s why I get so happy when I hear things for you are going well. Because I think you deserve it because whether I was as good a friend to you as you were to me I would rather you be happy than be anything else in the world. so after a long fucking page of catharsis and shit I basically say: thanks and I love you."
Thank you so much, Maryanne.
The band's not in place, but things are generally good. I hope they stay that way. Semester's almost over, then I'm free for a month.
Lets party.
OH WEIRDEST THING EVER! Christine's dad's girlfriend told Christine that she thinks I have a nice body. That chick is old, and the next morning talking to her was awkward. =[
Last Tuesday, I gave a GREAT lesson plan presentation worth 30% of my grade. They said I had great energy. I was really happy. EW, my bread, ham, lettuce, and tomatoes are spoiled. Guess I'll have to go to the market tomorrow.
I got a very sweet letter from a friend a few minutes ago. It was wonderful, and made me feel wonderful. I kinda needed that. Here, I wanna share some of it with you guys.
"You know, its like that song that gives you instant gratification on a bad day…I used to be able to look at you and I just sort of felt like no matter what, I had an amazing friend and it didn’t matter what was going on
You’re the one person that no matter what I know is always there. Honestly, I have friends and I have people I am close to but none of them compare to how great I think you are.
I just have taken time to look at the world and its beautiful and ugly things and I have realized the beautiful and ugly in my life. I think you should know I think you are beautiful.
When you called me the other night ---edit----- I started thinking back at when I used to hang out with you and when the word friend actually had a meaning.
I realized I miss you so much its not even funny. The other day I was real upset ----edit ----- and I was like damn dude, this is a moment where I need a fucking hug. A real hug from a real person. Claude. But no Claude. Claude’s far away. That’s why I get so happy when I hear things for you are going well. Because I think you deserve it because whether I was as good a friend to you as you were to me I would rather you be happy than be anything else in the world. so after a long fucking page of catharsis and shit I basically say: thanks and I love you."
Thank you so much, Maryanne.
The band's not in place, but things are generally good. I hope they stay that way. Semester's almost over, then I'm free for a month.
Lets party.