http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UyQyH4RoDbw
Beautiful Video. Beautiful Message.
I haven't made an actual post in a while, so i figure i will make one.
I have eaten 4 or 5 packs of pop tarts in the past two days. I ate way too much food yesterday and was insanely bloated. Luckily, i slept well.
I love smore pop tarts.
I feel as if i am lost inside a time rift. I have a huge decision i have to make in my life... You have one thing that is really good and makes you... Happy. And then another thing comes along and your view shifts dramatically. Unfortunately you can only have one of the two.
One is awkward, funny.
Two is like you in too many ways and makes you understand how to better yourself.
One is leaving.
Two is not.
I cannot make up my mind... i am so strange sometimes. What makes me this way? WHAT? Sometimes i hate myself. Sometimes though... it's worth it.
Epitaphs are beautiful.
I want Halo: Reach
Roy G. Biv is doing work. We're really pumping out some songs that are pretty BA in terms of direction. I can feel myself opening up to ideas. I can't wait for winter... It will be an amazing time of inspiration.
In honor of Jessica making me feel like updating, i will center all this text.
Centered.
I had an interesting conversation with her from 4 this morning until maybe 730. At one point we both just fell asleep. I had a short dream and woke up. She brought to my attention we may have blown way too many minutes talking for 3 and a half hours. I hope neither of us have to deal with hazing of it. None the less, It was a really interesting conversation and made me quite glad to be able to reminisce without being alone. Old TV shows and funny children names, things of that sort.
It's funny how true people become when they are so tired.
But eventually we both felt the need to sleep without hanging up. I only slept for about 20 minutes before waking up again after promising her that i wouldn't be mad or upset if she fell asleep. So i just wished her good night and hit the red button.
I can't wait for winter... for Christmas nights.
For silent night.
Marching band is looking good. The drill is fun and the music funner.
I really enjoy Mr. Boyce's instruction.
Thanks for reading another part of my boring life.
Ciao.
Beautiful Video. Beautiful Message.
I haven't made an actual post in a while, so i figure i will make one.
I have eaten 4 or 5 packs of pop tarts in the past two days. I ate way too much food yesterday and was insanely bloated. Luckily, i slept well.
I love smore pop tarts.
I feel as if i am lost inside a time rift. I have a huge decision i have to make in my life... You have one thing that is really good and makes you... Happy. And then another thing comes along and your view shifts dramatically. Unfortunately you can only have one of the two.
One is awkward, funny.
Two is like you in too many ways and makes you understand how to better yourself.
One is leaving.
Two is not.
I cannot make up my mind... i am so strange sometimes. What makes me this way? WHAT? Sometimes i hate myself. Sometimes though... it's worth it.
Epitaphs are beautiful.
I want Halo: Reach
Roy G. Biv is doing work. We're really pumping out some songs that are pretty BA in terms of direction. I can feel myself opening up to ideas. I can't wait for winter... It will be an amazing time of inspiration.
In honor of Jessica making me feel like updating, i will center all this text.
Centered.
I had an interesting conversation with her from 4 this morning until maybe 730. At one point we both just fell asleep. I had a short dream and woke up. She brought to my attention we may have blown way too many minutes talking for 3 and a half hours. I hope neither of us have to deal with hazing of it. None the less, It was a really interesting conversation and made me quite glad to be able to reminisce without being alone. Old TV shows and funny children names, things of that sort.
It's funny how true people become when they are so tired.
But eventually we both felt the need to sleep without hanging up. I only slept for about 20 minutes before waking up again after promising her that i wouldn't be mad or upset if she fell asleep. So i just wished her good night and hit the red button.
I can't wait for winter... for Christmas nights.
For silent night.
Marching band is looking good. The drill is fun and the music funner.
I really enjoy Mr. Boyce's instruction.
Thanks for reading another part of my boring life.
Ciao.
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