Do you prefer your brie cheese with the skin, or without?
So, I figured it was about time I updated my LJ... it's been quite a while because I have nothing really to say.
People ask, how's life? I say, it's going. Because at this point, it really is. just going. Don't get me wrong, I'm certainly not in any depressed sort of mood as a result, just a little dissatisfied with the state of things.
As much as I hate changing into a tiny stretchy suit to jump into a pool in WINTER, I love swimming. I hate the physical swimming back and forth, but I love the people on the team. I hate how exhausted I am after a mere 50 (lamelamelame), but I love the feeling of laughing so hard I can hardly breathe. I suppose this is more of a HIILOVEYOU sort of thing for those (not just on the swim team) to whom this message applies. There has been way too much cynicism abound lately, and not enough of simply enjoying each other's company... after all, senior year is almost nearly through.
So that's about it for a while.
9 days till Winter Break.
18 days till Christmas.
People ask, how's life? I say, it's going. Because at this point, it really is. just going. Don't get me wrong, I'm certainly not in any depressed sort of mood as a result, just a little dissatisfied with the state of things.
As much as I hate changing into a tiny stretchy suit to jump into a pool in WINTER, I love swimming. I hate the physical swimming back and forth, but I love the people on the team. I hate how exhausted I am after a mere 50 (lamelamelame), but I love the feeling of laughing so hard I can hardly breathe. I suppose this is more of a HIILOVEYOU sort of thing for those (not just on the swim team) to whom this message applies. There has been way too much cynicism abound lately, and not enough of simply enjoying each other's company... after all, senior year is almost nearly through.
So that's about it for a while.
9 days till Winter Break.
18 days till Christmas.