Trust Me, It'll Work
So I decided that I'm going to be straight edge. That's possible, right?
Right now the vending machine is sold out of everyhting except V8. That's starting to look pretty good right now. I'm so god damned thirsty.
For some reason I'm really looking forward to this summer. Like I'm looking past spring break and the next 3 months and trying to figure out what to do for the summer. I want to go to Northeast, NY. I figure I've been to Southeast a million times, I might as well see Northeast for once.
I miss a lot of people a lot. The part that scares me is how I'm getting used to that and the feeling just sinks into the background. I guess this is what it's like to grow up.
A friend of mine here met Rob Tuchman at a Thursday show. Small world.
I hate math classes, I'm still trying to graduate in 3 years, and I have at least 4 more years of school after that. Hooray picking the stupidest career paths possible!
The hall outside my room reeks of fish right now.
I'm going to the peanut festival in Alabama next November provided I can talk a friend of mine into letting us use his car to go down there.
I wish I hadn't have forgotten my sketchbook at home. I've had a lot of really good ideas and nowhere to put them. I need to start writing too. I never did before, but I figure I'm decent enough to start now. Just stupid stuff like Gatling Guns Lincoln stories and stuff like I used to write in classes in high school to amuse myself and Graham.
I gotta get a copy of that and Vampirates some day. And the Clibowza talent show performance. And I need to do some mega art project with Brendan this summer. Hopefully Graham and Ryan will get involved.
Right now the vending machine is sold out of everyhting except V8. That's starting to look pretty good right now. I'm so god damned thirsty.
For some reason I'm really looking forward to this summer. Like I'm looking past spring break and the next 3 months and trying to figure out what to do for the summer. I want to go to Northeast, NY. I figure I've been to Southeast a million times, I might as well see Northeast for once.
I miss a lot of people a lot. The part that scares me is how I'm getting used to that and the feeling just sinks into the background. I guess this is what it's like to grow up.
A friend of mine here met Rob Tuchman at a Thursday show. Small world.
I hate math classes, I'm still trying to graduate in 3 years, and I have at least 4 more years of school after that. Hooray picking the stupidest career paths possible!
The hall outside my room reeks of fish right now.
I'm going to the peanut festival in Alabama next November provided I can talk a friend of mine into letting us use his car to go down there.
I wish I hadn't have forgotten my sketchbook at home. I've had a lot of really good ideas and nowhere to put them. I need to start writing too. I never did before, but I figure I'm decent enough to start now. Just stupid stuff like Gatling Guns Lincoln stories and stuff like I used to write in classes in high school to amuse myself and Graham.
I gotta get a copy of that and Vampirates some day. And the Clibowza talent show performance. And I need to do some mega art project with Brendan this summer. Hopefully Graham and Ryan will get involved.