Sort of like "the Big One" but with less panic...
I told myself that when I wrote the livejournal for this event, it would be the kind of writing that would make me famous.
Instead, I have this:
So today I finished moving into my best-friend-in-the-world's room: Brock Carpenter's former abode at the Brick House is now officialy a part of the Danarchy nation. Sary and I tricked the hell out of this bitch, and Radiohead is currently blasting in my sound cocoon whilst my friends play a riveting round of beer-pong in the garage.
I am officialy a collge graduate. It feels strange, but I think I'm ready for the real world.
So many things have happened in my life the past few weeks. I could never begin to comprehend it all. Instead, I just smoke and smoke and smoke and hope that when I wake up all the memories will still be there...
But
Few of
Them ever are.
Instead I have emotions to take the place of what should be fond memories. I can feel the past few months better than I can see them...I can recreate the emotions of each and every layer of this, my final year of college...my last year as a caged bird.
Now I'm free as a bird...
Someday I'll remember everything I was supposed to do before I got here...
And then I'll do it...
Don't turn the page
Don't turn the page
Don't turn the page
The page was turned long before I ever knew what book I was in.
HERE'S TO THE GOOD LIFE!!! HEIL SOMMER!!!!
oh, yeah, and I DID get my diploma! 4 YEARS BITCHES!!!
Instead, I have this:
So today I finished moving into my best-friend-in-the-world's room: Brock Carpenter's former abode at the Brick House is now officialy a part of the Danarchy nation. Sary and I tricked the hell out of this bitch, and Radiohead is currently blasting in my sound cocoon whilst my friends play a riveting round of beer-pong in the garage.
I am officialy a collge graduate. It feels strange, but I think I'm ready for the real world.
So many things have happened in my life the past few weeks. I could never begin to comprehend it all. Instead, I just smoke and smoke and smoke and hope that when I wake up all the memories will still be there...
But
Few of
Them ever are.
Instead I have emotions to take the place of what should be fond memories. I can feel the past few months better than I can see them...I can recreate the emotions of each and every layer of this, my final year of college...my last year as a caged bird.
Now I'm free as a bird...
Someday I'll remember everything I was supposed to do before I got here...
And then I'll do it...
Don't turn the page
Don't turn the page
Don't turn the page
The page was turned long before I ever knew what book I was in.
HERE'S TO THE GOOD LIFE!!! HEIL SOMMER!!!!
oh, yeah, and I DID get my diploma! 4 YEARS BITCHES!!!