breath.
there will be a moment in my life when i will succeed at using a journal consistently. lately i've been sad. my grandmother passed away. my job sucks. my air conditioner broke. homework is piling up. but i can't seem to be too down about it. i make myself happy with what little i have. video games are helpful, despite how lame and expensive they are.
photography is fun. i'm getting creative again. i found myself falling into a routine of just the same photos over and over, but something happened and i've broken it. i bought a tablet with my hard earned cash and i love it. i drew myself and then i drew the best thing ever. it was an amazing picture of zeb.
i feel more and more like my brother. i hope i will be as sweet as him and i hope i find i have an ounce of his talent. he's found a nice girl. funny thing is she shares my name. it gets aggravating during conversation around the dinner table but other then that, i think she's great! i just want him to be happy again. he's one of the sweetest persons i know.
zeb has been sweet as usual. sometimes we get in tiffs but we forget it when we see each other. i can't be mad at him. it's impossible. every time i see him i smile. i've tried so hard to be mad at him when i know i should, but i fail. i can't be mad at him. i love him. no doubt about it. i can practically read his mind. i know what a lot of what he's going to say and do, but i love him and am never bored. he's the same way with me. i can't wait till we're older. i want to spend a night in his arms already. i want to tangle my toes with his. i want to spend the night just talking about anything and everything with him. i want to travel with him. i want to escape from this stupid place with him. i need him.
i'm not going to canada. i'm bummed but i knew it was way too good to be true. my mom says it's a possibility for my senior trip, but she talks about going with. she doesn't know that me and zeb plan to brake free as soon as we are able. i will see canada with him. alone. free from worry. free from restrictions.
college is scary. i don't know how i'll pay for it, but i know i want to go to a university. i'm not settling for STC. no way, jose. physics is scary but fun. math is perplexing, but fun. english is a waste of my time. i want a teacher who will teach me, not gossip behind my back. music is failing me. my shyness is my downfall. if i hear that i lack confidence one more time, i think i will scream. people annoy me, but much less then they previously did.
i need sleep. i need air. i need zeb. i need to be free.
photography is fun. i'm getting creative again. i found myself falling into a routine of just the same photos over and over, but something happened and i've broken it. i bought a tablet with my hard earned cash and i love it. i drew myself and then i drew the best thing ever. it was an amazing picture of zeb.
i feel more and more like my brother. i hope i will be as sweet as him and i hope i find i have an ounce of his talent. he's found a nice girl. funny thing is she shares my name. it gets aggravating during conversation around the dinner table but other then that, i think she's great! i just want him to be happy again. he's one of the sweetest persons i know.
zeb has been sweet as usual. sometimes we get in tiffs but we forget it when we see each other. i can't be mad at him. it's impossible. every time i see him i smile. i've tried so hard to be mad at him when i know i should, but i fail. i can't be mad at him. i love him. no doubt about it. i can practically read his mind. i know what a lot of what he's going to say and do, but i love him and am never bored. he's the same way with me. i can't wait till we're older. i want to spend a night in his arms already. i want to tangle my toes with his. i want to spend the night just talking about anything and everything with him. i want to travel with him. i want to escape from this stupid place with him. i need him.
i'm not going to canada. i'm bummed but i knew it was way too good to be true. my mom says it's a possibility for my senior trip, but she talks about going with. she doesn't know that me and zeb plan to brake free as soon as we are able. i will see canada with him. alone. free from worry. free from restrictions.
college is scary. i don't know how i'll pay for it, but i know i want to go to a university. i'm not settling for STC. no way, jose. physics is scary but fun. math is perplexing, but fun. english is a waste of my time. i want a teacher who will teach me, not gossip behind my back. music is failing me. my shyness is my downfall. if i hear that i lack confidence one more time, i think i will scream. people annoy me, but much less then they previously did.
i need sleep. i need air. i need zeb. i need to be free.