May 22, 2007 12:15
Fuck this shit.
I am beyond retirement. I can retire from retirement at this point.
Esteban smells like chlorine, which only reminds me how long its been since I've been in, or even seen a pool. I guess I don't have a lot going on right now, right? Not upset. Pretty good, I think. Pretty content, too.
Prom sucked, lets be real. But I've got high-apple-pie-in-the-sky hopes about everything else. Except graduation, maybe. Seems like we'd all have to get really fucked up beforehand to dream of enjoying that. Who wants to hear shitheads like James Wu talk about the meaning of life for twenty minutes? Dear Lord.
I need some magic in my life. Really.