whoa, i clicked the update button
Life is good. Life is so damn good I'm almost afraid of what comes after this. I mean, not really. But I was just thinking that maybe i should be. But nah, I'm not serious. Life is really just too wonderful. Everything is right. There is not a thing in this world that I have to worry about. I'm happy, Rachel's happy, my job is great, my roommate is really sweet (we played catch with a football tonight for like half an hour or more, and it's the most exercise i've gotten in ages. we talked about schools and living in the city and lots of things), and i even think i know what i might want to do with my life. and the rest of the summer, i'm going to go to work, learn more than i ever thought possible, have a great time, hang out with rachel and my friends, and eventually quit smoking.
and next semester, i'll work, and i'll study, and i'll act and sing and be stressed out but still probably happy. i can really only think of one thing to complain about, and it's transient and will change when i really want it to. my parents absolutely love rachel, they took us out to dinner, i have a brand new car (a black 2005 Ford Escape XLT, if anybody cares), and...wow. this is the kind of stuff i wish i could show to all the teenagers who bitcha bout life all the time. if you want it to be good, and you work a little bit, with a little bit of luck, you can have it. god. maybe it's a lot more luck than i think. i don't know. but things are...quite perfect.
and next semester, i'll work, and i'll study, and i'll act and sing and be stressed out but still probably happy. i can really only think of one thing to complain about, and it's transient and will change when i really want it to. my parents absolutely love rachel, they took us out to dinner, i have a brand new car (a black 2005 Ford Escape XLT, if anybody cares), and...wow. this is the kind of stuff i wish i could show to all the teenagers who bitcha bout life all the time. if you want it to be good, and you work a little bit, with a little bit of luck, you can have it. god. maybe it's a lot more luck than i think. i don't know. but things are...quite perfect.