i think ive given up on livejournal, but not quite yet.
Most of my friends are off on trips right now. I've stopped driving up to Walnut Creek pretty much altogether. Work is decent--it was nice havin Izzy stop by. More visitors would be nice, but I need cell phone reception in there. Macks just joined Changing Face as our second guitarist. I think it was definately a good move. My dad still hassles me about reading. It's truely a shame.
Well. I probably won't update again by the end of the summer unless someone important dies or I do something so amazingly enlightening or win some money after buying my 100th scratchie lotto ticket--all which, of course, won't happen.
So...I have a year left. The end of it will mark the conclusion of my childhood with Zac.
The more I think about it, the more this given amount of time signifies. I have a year to make my dad happy and confident. I have a year to truely know him and meet on good terms. This will be my last year in this house, even when I return home. My last year living with my parents in the same house. Is a year enough to find someone? How do I prioritize all this shit?
I know there are always those generic and somewhat profound "i'll miss my friends" rants, but we all know that. Everyone will, unless you're some nutty goth chick who hang out at northgate and still listens to limp bizkit.
People think I'm too emo with the livejournal, AND GODDAMN I WANTED TO GO TO SANTA ROSA TONIGHT! set your goals is awesome.
Well. I probably won't update again by the end of the summer unless someone important dies or I do something so amazingly enlightening or win some money after buying my 100th scratchie lotto ticket--all which, of course, won't happen.
So...I have a year left. The end of it will mark the conclusion of my childhood with Zac.
The more I think about it, the more this given amount of time signifies. I have a year to make my dad happy and confident. I have a year to truely know him and meet on good terms. This will be my last year in this house, even when I return home. My last year living with my parents in the same house. Is a year enough to find someone? How do I prioritize all this shit?
I know there are always those generic and somewhat profound "i'll miss my friends" rants, but we all know that. Everyone will, unless you're some nutty goth chick who hang out at northgate and still listens to limp bizkit.
People think I'm too emo with the livejournal, AND GODDAMN I WANTED TO GO TO SANTA ROSA TONIGHT! set your goals is awesome.