Jason Glenn is my hero!
Last night was another "way too much fun" type of night. From the pictures of Micah and Jeff, to the golf lesson, I had a blast. New bonds were formed, new friends met, new bruises, and another pair of ripped jeans...it's all been a crazy ride. I wouldn't trade it for the world.
However, I opened up to James last night. Told him how I felt about life in general. Actually, I think the term "word vomit" should replace "opened up". If possible, which always is, I said too much. Great, another concerned being.
Volleyball is officially over. Came in second during Sectional. I don't give a shit. I'm not apart of the team, but whatever. I just gave up three years of my life to it, but I suppose that doesn't matter. Fuck collarbone injuries. I blame it's breakage on the peak of my misery anyways...
Back to school tomorrow. Shit.
I really don't want to go.
After this week of fun, I'm going to be useless.
However, I opened up to James last night. Told him how I felt about life in general. Actually, I think the term "word vomit" should replace "opened up". If possible, which always is, I said too much. Great, another concerned being.
Volleyball is officially over. Came in second during Sectional. I don't give a shit. I'm not apart of the team, but whatever. I just gave up three years of my life to it, but I suppose that doesn't matter. Fuck collarbone injuries. I blame it's breakage on the peak of my misery anyways...
Back to school tomorrow. Shit.
I really don't want to go.
After this week of fun, I'm going to be useless.