the end
i haven't written in 6 months
and i can't even believe all the things that have happened since that entry
i got accepted to college
dealt with more death than i could soberly handle
stopped drinking and smoking (minus new year's and cinco de mayo)
literally lost touch with all of my friends
turned 18
saw ratatat, pony up!, yeah yeah yeahs, tilly and the wall and that's it
which is pathetic compared to last year but whatever
became a disgustingly unhealthy pot head
and one studious son of a bitch simultaneously
how ironic
plus my brother got a volcano, thus i haven't had a need to leave my house the past months
i'm rambling
i graduate in 12 days
i still don't even understand what that means
then i leave a week later for Italy
hopefully to stalk the shit out of Asia and Yuki and Shenni
or anyone else i meet at Gasoline
and then i come home in time for film camp and a road trip to GA and possibly one to NY
i still can't even understand how much i've changed
it's weird growing up...discovering where all that ambition and untapped potential was hiding my junior year...
i was such a fuck up last year, i'm so damn proud of myself for turning my grades and priorities around
don't get me wrong, i don't regret dicking around last year or anything
the memories i made last year will survive a lifetime
it's just that
i'm rambling
weirdweirdweird i don't talk to over half of you anymore and in just a couple of month's i'll be gone from sarasota for fucking ever
makin movies, smokin tally bud, taking day trips to GA, living on my own...weird.
after 18 years in this hellmouth the end is finally in sight
i need a fresh start, i need to see new faces, and most importantly i need to test myself
every time i think i have a handle on what growing up is all about, i always forget what i'm saying
i'm rambling
and i can't even believe all the things that have happened since that entry
i got accepted to college
dealt with more death than i could soberly handle
stopped drinking and smoking (minus new year's and cinco de mayo)
literally lost touch with all of my friends
turned 18
saw ratatat, pony up!, yeah yeah yeahs, tilly and the wall and that's it
which is pathetic compared to last year but whatever
became a disgustingly unhealthy pot head
and one studious son of a bitch simultaneously
how ironic
plus my brother got a volcano, thus i haven't had a need to leave my house the past months
i'm rambling
i graduate in 12 days
i still don't even understand what that means
then i leave a week later for Italy
hopefully to stalk the shit out of Asia and Yuki and Shenni
or anyone else i meet at Gasoline
and then i come home in time for film camp and a road trip to GA and possibly one to NY
i still can't even understand how much i've changed
it's weird growing up...discovering where all that ambition and untapped potential was hiding my junior year...
i was such a fuck up last year, i'm so damn proud of myself for turning my grades and priorities around
don't get me wrong, i don't regret dicking around last year or anything
the memories i made last year will survive a lifetime
it's just that
i'm rambling
weirdweirdweird i don't talk to over half of you anymore and in just a couple of month's i'll be gone from sarasota for fucking ever
makin movies, smokin tally bud, taking day trips to GA, living on my own...weird.
after 18 years in this hellmouth the end is finally in sight
i need a fresh start, i need to see new faces, and most importantly i need to test myself
every time i think i have a handle on what growing up is all about, i always forget what i'm saying
i'm rambling