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i’m walking a tightrope between amazing and miserable, all at my own accord. i’ve always wanted to be in the circus...
it was a disappointing week, to say the least, and i’m still holding back some with myself because i’m not quite ready to face what i am. or really, what i’m not. In some ways there are situations i didn’t want to be in the middle of anyway, and i’m sorry for crying/yelling at you lately. (i think those people most def know who they are haha)... Thursday was another let down, but a funnier one, and the cute boy in the cafeteria at least made me smile. god i felt like an asshole. Saturday morning was a DISASTER.. PSATS can bite me. It’s my own fault though, and i’m already wondering what i’m doing wrong. excellent start to a terrible plan.
::tone change:: the rest of saturday was amazing... Homecoming parade to kick it off. Lena and i hustled into costume and ran outside to not miss it... Tink was by far the most fun person i’ve ever had to be, except maybe Marion and that feels like a forever ago anyway. Our board had so much spirit and the kids were so adorable... it was just one of those feel good moments where you could cry but you might not. i’m pretty sure that’s living, the real thing. It’s been a while. Also, my grandma is really cute. Then, the game... Seahawks kicked ass, Lauren Kenny made me happy, and Kristen Brennan looks fantastic. Someone wasn’t there, but i guess i didn’t expect it and i wasn’t phased, surprisingly. Also Phil was missing in action, does that mean you actually dropped band? Then home, took off that damn green leotard, went for a chicken roll with Mom, Ed, Kate and Erica, and then Er and i had an amazing night just catching up on life. And don’t think i didn’t think about it later, babe. it’s not that it’s not enough, it’s that i know there is something more. i can feel it, i just can’t reach it.
soccer today was the highlight, as always, of my life. The other team was brutal (cough cough numbers four and five)... they were huge and tough but might i point out that a lot of running and smashing into people later, we won. 2-0. nice goal, Ky. Then out to breakfast with Kate and Mom who watched the whole game (my fan club haha), and home for some math hw which turned into some writing which turned into a walk to the football field to teach myself how to dribble. Not entirely successful, but most definitely stress relieving.
now i’m off to study AP, think about life, and blast track three of my Disney cd because it’s amazing. also, i found a song for the London candle possibly. Possibly not. i’m working on creativity.
my dad and dom ricioppi are my heroes.
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.... we’ll be alright if you don’t ask me to stay.
it was a disappointing week, to say the least, and i’m still holding back some with myself because i’m not quite ready to face what i am. or really, what i’m not. In some ways there are situations i didn’t want to be in the middle of anyway, and i’m sorry for crying/yelling at you lately. (i think those people most def know who they are haha)... Thursday was another let down, but a funnier one, and the cute boy in the cafeteria at least made me smile. god i felt like an asshole. Saturday morning was a DISASTER.. PSATS can bite me. It’s my own fault though, and i’m already wondering what i’m doing wrong. excellent start to a terrible plan.
::tone change:: the rest of saturday was amazing... Homecoming parade to kick it off. Lena and i hustled into costume and ran outside to not miss it... Tink was by far the most fun person i’ve ever had to be, except maybe Marion and that feels like a forever ago anyway. Our board had so much spirit and the kids were so adorable... it was just one of those feel good moments where you could cry but you might not. i’m pretty sure that’s living, the real thing. It’s been a while. Also, my grandma is really cute. Then, the game... Seahawks kicked ass, Lauren Kenny made me happy, and Kristen Brennan looks fantastic. Someone wasn’t there, but i guess i didn’t expect it and i wasn’t phased, surprisingly. Also Phil was missing in action, does that mean you actually dropped band? Then home, took off that damn green leotard, went for a chicken roll with Mom, Ed, Kate and Erica, and then Er and i had an amazing night just catching up on life. And don’t think i didn’t think about it later, babe. it’s not that it’s not enough, it’s that i know there is something more. i can feel it, i just can’t reach it.
soccer today was the highlight, as always, of my life. The other team was brutal (cough cough numbers four and five)... they were huge and tough but might i point out that a lot of running and smashing into people later, we won. 2-0. nice goal, Ky. Then out to breakfast with Kate and Mom who watched the whole game (my fan club haha), and home for some math hw which turned into some writing which turned into a walk to the football field to teach myself how to dribble. Not entirely successful, but most definitely stress relieving.
now i’m off to study AP, think about life, and blast track three of my Disney cd because it’s amazing. also, i found a song for the London candle possibly. Possibly not. i’m working on creativity.
my dad and dom ricioppi are my heroes.
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.... we’ll be alright if you don’t ask me to stay.