poopy lala give me money
whoa whoa whoa,
marin academy is in my life waaaaay too much at this moment. last night i was afflicted with some bizarre insomnia and i spent much of my time lying in bed in the dark thinking about that fucking school. then just now i read about the crazy dance and the crazy political correctness and the bull shit and wonderfulness of highschool.
marin academy is like a ridiculous ex-boyfriend who was fun, but a little bit psychotic, and who i am very glad to have dumped. but we're still friends. does that make sense?
in other words i look at the school and its community with fondness and bitterness and utter cynicism.
i am too full of pizza and frosting and vice-presidential bantering to continue....
i will try to be more diligent with my internet updates.
life has been very, ummm, dynamic for me lately. and yet everyday i become more and more settled into this pretty little universe so far from california.
as of tomorrow, i will not have been home for four months. FUCK YOU ALL!
i miss the beach.
marin academy is in my life waaaaay too much at this moment. last night i was afflicted with some bizarre insomnia and i spent much of my time lying in bed in the dark thinking about that fucking school. then just now i read about the crazy dance and the crazy political correctness and the bull shit and wonderfulness of highschool.
marin academy is like a ridiculous ex-boyfriend who was fun, but a little bit psychotic, and who i am very glad to have dumped. but we're still friends. does that make sense?
in other words i look at the school and its community with fondness and bitterness and utter cynicism.
i am too full of pizza and frosting and vice-presidential bantering to continue....
i will try to be more diligent with my internet updates.
life has been very, ummm, dynamic for me lately. and yet everyday i become more and more settled into this pretty little universe so far from california.
as of tomorrow, i will not have been home for four months. FUCK YOU ALL!
i miss the beach.