so weird.
its so weird that its november. its so weird that thanksgiving is right around the corner. its so weird becase its STILL IN THE HIGH SEVENTIES. oh florida....
this year i will not be going home for thanksgiving. this is a first. wait, that is a big lie. i was at merrimack last thanksgiving... what the fuck did i do? do i remember? i was... being the bball manager... OH i went to jens in providence. holy shit. this is not the first at all. first time down south... or... not up north. now that i think about it i actually still remember what i was wearing too. yeah... i do... same sweater i have on now... red shoes. dark jeans.
i ballzed up, dash got a little buzzed last night and sent an email to mom and dad asking if they would fly me home. dad says in response:
Bear -
My Grandfather always said, "If something is worth having, it's worth asking for". Your Mom and I will discuss airline ticket sponsorship and will get back to you soon. I'm very excited about seeing you at Christmas!!
dad
i love my dad. he later sent me an email that said he talked to mom and theyre going to take care of me, and my transportation.... i also told kris id like to make a cameo at peters :) ya know,,, some extra pocket scrilla.
i am trying to be motivated. two weeks ago i ran for the three previos days. then stopped. i am lazy. i am fat. i am lazy. i would ideally like to now be motivated to look good for when i go home. lets get on this....
im going really well at work... trying not to overthink it, but hearing really good feedback from all the managers about my preformance. i feel like jamie kisses melissas ass however, i impress the others. their word hopefully will hold strong. they joke about my gettig a black shirt and a key already.... i hope i pass my tests tomorrow. tomorow i have to let line by myself. i also have to [i think] know lots of measurements.
dave is worrying me. the fed. beauro [sp] is after him. he is so in over his head up the ass in dept that he is now considered to be running. they called his mom and his aunt and they want him to turn himself in at the end of the month if he does not pay off. he cant... he wont... he says he might go to jail. i would be so upset... so not well.
in his sleep last night he wispered i love you, i love you so much...
in his sleep i believe him.
life and its twists and turns.
in this moment i am happy. i would just like to say that.
i would like to do something. i would like to take my journals and save them to a word doc. this is somethig that would take a long time. this is something i would like.
this year i will not be going home for thanksgiving. this is a first. wait, that is a big lie. i was at merrimack last thanksgiving... what the fuck did i do? do i remember? i was... being the bball manager... OH i went to jens in providence. holy shit. this is not the first at all. first time down south... or... not up north. now that i think about it i actually still remember what i was wearing too. yeah... i do... same sweater i have on now... red shoes. dark jeans.
i ballzed up, dash got a little buzzed last night and sent an email to mom and dad asking if they would fly me home. dad says in response:
Bear -
My Grandfather always said, "If something is worth having, it's worth asking for". Your Mom and I will discuss airline ticket sponsorship and will get back to you soon. I'm very excited about seeing you at Christmas!!
dad
i love my dad. he later sent me an email that said he talked to mom and theyre going to take care of me, and my transportation.... i also told kris id like to make a cameo at peters :) ya know,,, some extra pocket scrilla.
i am trying to be motivated. two weeks ago i ran for the three previos days. then stopped. i am lazy. i am fat. i am lazy. i would ideally like to now be motivated to look good for when i go home. lets get on this....
im going really well at work... trying not to overthink it, but hearing really good feedback from all the managers about my preformance. i feel like jamie kisses melissas ass however, i impress the others. their word hopefully will hold strong. they joke about my gettig a black shirt and a key already.... i hope i pass my tests tomorrow. tomorow i have to let line by myself. i also have to [i think] know lots of measurements.
dave is worrying me. the fed. beauro [sp] is after him. he is so in over his head up the ass in dept that he is now considered to be running. they called his mom and his aunt and they want him to turn himself in at the end of the month if he does not pay off. he cant... he wont... he says he might go to jail. i would be so upset... so not well.
in his sleep last night he wispered i love you, i love you so much...
in his sleep i believe him.
life and its twists and turns.
in this moment i am happy. i would just like to say that.
i would like to do something. i would like to take my journals and save them to a word doc. this is somethig that would take a long time. this is something i would like.