untitled for the stars.
mardi gras in slo is supposed to be super intense.
for my bday, i drank massive amounts. danced a lot. kissed my friends. and just laughed.
instead of partying though for mardi gras, we launched balloons at sober people walking around campus. and consequently, even our RA.
and last night, we drove to atascadero for in n' out. then went downtown slo to see all the cops and played wiffle ball. cameron played his recorder and i danced and laughed at the older drunk people who watched us and walked by.
and when i was trying to get the stupid recorder from him... my foot caught his and the next minute i was staring at the stars. and i just laughed.
shaun came over. got to a knee. laughed. offered a hand up.
and i said no. i am just going to take this all in.
i laid there while they played wiffle ball over me.
looked at the stars and breathed the pain throbbing in my side and head.
sometimes it feels good to fall.
just feels good to hit your head so hard or have your universe thrown from your comfortable grip..
to be staring at the stars wondering how you got here in the first place.
we watched wild america today and boy called me today just to tell me he was going house shopping. and i said 'uhh thanks?' and we hung up.
and now. now i am going to create.
so pointless an entry. but it doesnt even matter because my back hurts and i've just been laying on the floor mimicing how i fell last night and just stay there because i felt so out of control and for once, it felt so damn good.
for my bday, i drank massive amounts. danced a lot. kissed my friends. and just laughed.
instead of partying though for mardi gras, we launched balloons at sober people walking around campus. and consequently, even our RA.
and last night, we drove to atascadero for in n' out. then went downtown slo to see all the cops and played wiffle ball. cameron played his recorder and i danced and laughed at the older drunk people who watched us and walked by.
and when i was trying to get the stupid recorder from him... my foot caught his and the next minute i was staring at the stars. and i just laughed.
shaun came over. got to a knee. laughed. offered a hand up.
and i said no. i am just going to take this all in.
i laid there while they played wiffle ball over me.
looked at the stars and breathed the pain throbbing in my side and head.
sometimes it feels good to fall.
just feels good to hit your head so hard or have your universe thrown from your comfortable grip..
to be staring at the stars wondering how you got here in the first place.
we watched wild america today and boy called me today just to tell me he was going house shopping. and i said 'uhh thanks?' and we hung up.
and now. now i am going to create.
so pointless an entry. but it doesnt even matter because my back hurts and i've just been laying on the floor mimicing how i fell last night and just stay there because i felt so out of control and for once, it felt so damn good.