Sep 16, 2008 23:41
So, I completed a 23 hour sailboat race last weekend, was awesome. I meet more awesome people, drank some wine and rum and had an awesome dinner. We placed almost last, but no one got hurt and nothing got broken. Our skipper Miro was soooooo cool, native french man living in canada. I want to get on his boat for the benedict armold cup. My dad has me for the hot ruddered bum but I am definatly defecting now, atleast whenever the oppurtuinty arrises.
Jen and I have talked a little since we broke up. It boils down to me oweing her a huuuuuge amount but not being able to do much. We both lied to each other over some very important issues. I need some consoling on why I have commitment and love issues. Let alone why I have lots of violent dreams, and sexually violent dreams. I have a broken bit in me and it inhibits me from loving. I'm so glad to be in school, I've been doing a good job so far as prioitizing my fun time and my study time. There are several good looking women on campus, I just don't have any courage yet. It'll either come back to me, or I'll end up happily a buddist. It's kind of weird acknowledgeing awknowledging buddist ideals while having broken so many of them. I need to get back on track. Life is soooo full of shit. My shit is part of my existence.