I'm going to school. 
I'm going to start my homework.
I'm going to track.
I'm going to pole vault.
I'm going to die.

As of now:

1. I punch things
2. I'm a dirty liberal
3. I need the world
4. I want to escape
5. The mundane scares me

Black sheep black sheep, have you any wool?
Yes sir yes sir a nickel bag full.

life=game

GOALS:

• Get an apartment
• Do My Homework
• Get a JOB!
• Go to college

Really simple goals, but goals none the less.

So that sickness I've had for the last week or two is mono.  I HATE MY LIFE.  No pole vaulting.  No boys.  No life.  I hate things.

I'm accomplishing absolutely nothing.  I hadn't left my house since Sunday until today.  I've been sleeping an absurd amount and I have a slight temperature so I feel REALLY light headed.  I've been missing to much track, too much pole vaulting, too much exercise, too much school, tooo MUCH LIFE!  I need a new world with new standards.  Actually I ( Read more... )

My mom randomly wanted to talk to me and brought up sexual orientation.  It was kind of weird, but now they know.
Patrick :

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Alison made it for me... : )

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I for some reason am completely unable to do it. Hopefully, neither can Sarah.
Here is the past, present, and hopefully future.

• Friday
• Painting
• Ian
• Sarah's
• I've never been that fucked up.

I haven't done any of my homework for an of my classes for the end of the quarter.  BUT THE QUARTER IS OVER NOW, so it doesn't matter.
Borat did not live up to my expectations.  Quentin smells like vanilla.
Alison and I are getting drunk at Sarah's tomorrow during the day.
Apparently there is a party at Sarah's Friday.  I don't know if I want to go.  ( Read more... )