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Here I am, Thursday, early night.
Just finished typing up the work of slackers and dull minds,
not that mine is much better, only organized.
School is coming to a close.
I have a semi-decent report card to reflect my absent minded hard work and effort.
Although, after my exams, my grades may be significantly higher.
Or, lower.
Equate in the factor that we have had fun waves this entire week and I love surfing.
I think I keep pushing, like a fucking frog in the water.
I felt super stiff today, and like, not on.
I was riding really high on the wave, as this pier southside shit break like....
I really wouldn't know, as I have never surfed a wave like this before.
Learning, though. But people are burning me in the process.
Tonight, here I am, early Thursday.
Listening to A Fire Inside, old skool.
Orange cars, and Shakespeare.
Guys that are your boyfriend,
brothers of your boyfriend,
look-alike.
Well, anyways, things are going into storage over these next couple days.
I could never be more happy, quite honestly.
I know, that no one, is unfamiliar with this territory.
Not.
Drop your heart.
Fill a lung.
Pulsate breathing.
Breathing, wheezing.
Wheezing, frezzing hands
wrap around
every warm heart in the room.