The one post I never could...

I typed everything I felt. The essence of everything I sought high school to be.


A melange of desire and sloth.

Could it be? Have I committed the deadly 7?
My goals, vivid. But I choose to lust over the future.
Do I just appreciate fantasy ? Do I live in reality?

I stop at the period, and I hit ctrl+w. A chill dances along my spine. I couldn't do it.
Secrets forever?
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I DID IT!

I finally can say I've accepted it!

No more remorse, no more derision. I can let things
flowwwwwwwwww...


like a river in the woods. like a wave. like blood.

Did I hit rock bottom? I think I did. Now things can finally start.
I cannot undo the past, but I can change the future. (yeah, it's cliche. so kill me!)

Future Islands

If my soul was able to make music, I am pretty sure it would sound like Future Islands. The compositions of their songs is so...compelling! With the vocals: I sympathize with the singer's yelps and pleas (similar to those of Hamilton Leithauser from the Walkmen). However, the singer's voice isn't too discomfiting-it is complemented by poppy synth beats. The music is versatile. Whether you're feeling emo or you're feeling happy, it satisfies all moods.

Caveat on the video: Future Islands seem to like they have been listening to a little too much Dan Deacon.

Anyone can

I never knew how...exact a book could be.


Obscurity vs. Tradition

Tradition wins, and I chose obscurity.

I guess you're going places...
places I could never reach.

It ain't summer yet!

I'm taking the SATII math and history tomorrow dhgssfkhkjhjkds.


ZOMG I haven't even begun studying...fuck!

Being the hipster that I am...

Stalkers

Yesterday made me feel it was summer.


I went to a PC barbecue and ate hot dogz and hamburgerz. We did things I never do. We played basketball (everyone vs. Katie), told jokes from Popsicle sticks, and watched scary movies. We even had smores! With the fire! It was great. The perfect post-goodbye party.




Anyways, after the BBQ I went to school to get my books and it was about 9:00. So I am at the red light at Pierre, dazed, and this care honks at me. I start driving and the car follows me. I get really freaked out. I start speeding and making all these crazy lane changes because they were right on me. Finally I lose them and I drive around. So I go home when the coast is clear and set my stuff down. All of a sudden, my phone rings and Lauren calls me. I tell her the entire story. Turns out Lauren, Chris, Trisha, and Nick were my deranged stalkers.

What a night!