Monday, June 29, 2009

THINGS I NEED:

  • Pay dad back for ticket. ($172)
  • Get pedicure. ($65)
  • Cowboy hat & boots for stampede
  • Rook and daith piercings.

Sunday, June 28, 2009

just another guy to get over
just another song started over

Saturday, June 27, 2009

I have the job of my dreams. I have the car of my dreams. I'm taking better care of myself. Here comes a good year.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

I started at Angles today. I love my job!

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

Those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats.
I thought it less like a lake and more like a moat.
The rhythm of my footsteps crossing flatlands to your door have been silenced forever more.
The distance is quite simply much too far for me to row
It seems farther than ever before
Oh no.

I need you so much closer

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

wouldn't it be nice if it were that easy?

make them twitch around their eyes
make them apologize

Monday, June 22, 2009

such a short time ago my life seemed scattered to the wind.
but now it feels like it's all just coming together.
I'm learning new things, and doing thing's I've never done.

all I have for you is one piece of advice:

the universe works its crystalline magic in mysterious ways. bad decisions are impossible, mistakes are merely cosmic teachings. the road you travel may not always be the road you intended, but it is always the road you need to take. but do not forget that fate and will are intertwined, and you blaze your own trail, regardless of where it takes you.

i don't know how to say how i feel

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Things are looking up.

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

Plans this week:

  • Wednesday: physics final 9:00am-11:00am, job interview; Boston Pizza 2:30pm, nail appointment 6:00pm.
  • Thursday: Spanish final (not attending), hair appointment; Angles hair salon 5:00pm, job interview; Angles hair salon.
  • Friday: shopping for summer clothes!, Drew is home.
  • Saturday: Morgan Nagel returns to Canada, party at Ghost Lake!

all of this is true

"There’s no time limit, stop whenever you want. You can change or stay the same, there are no rules to this thing. We can make the best or the worst of it. I hope you make the best of it. And I hope you see things that startle you. I hope you feel things you never felt before. I hope you meet people with a different point of view. I hope you live a life you’re proud of. If you find that you’re not, I hope you have the strength to start all over again.”

- the curious case of benjamin button

Saturday, June 13, 2009

I am so sosois sooo high

I should smoke weed more often it jhelps me sleepp

Friday, June 12, 2009

"if you need anything I'm always here for you"

how many times have I heard this line before only to be let down.

Wednesday, June 10, 2009

I read somewhere... how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong... but to feel strong.
"when you experience floating down that tunnel towards the light, you know what's behind the light? it's not God, it's me, and I'm going to kick your fucking soul all the way back down the tunnel 'til you choke on your own fucked up ribs. now WAKE THE FUCK UP"

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Sigh

This was never on my To-Do list.

Monday, June 8, 2009

Sunday, June 7, 2009

I suck

Live in trailers with no class,
goddamn I hope I can pass high school.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Have you ever wished you were something you're not?

I kind of wish I was one of those oblivious, sheltered kids with over-protective parents. A kid who is still so immature. One that isn't hard or rude and is always polite and kind to others. A kid with a curfew, supper made every night and parents who are still together.

Maybe it's asking too much, but then again I've only ever known what it's like to be forced to mature on your own.
the best part about having this stupid thing
is that maybe someone on the other side cares enough to read

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Every bad think I do can be so easily prevented.
I feel like a bad person.

Which goes so nicely with an absence of words from people I thought would dig something out.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

just read

Looking kind of anxious in your cross armed stance
Like a bad tempered prom queen at a homecoming dance
And I claim I'm not excited with my life any more
So I blame this town, this job, these friends
The truth is it's myself
And I'm trying to understand myself
and pinpoint where I am
When I finally get it figured out
I've change the whole damn plan
Oh noose tied myself in, tied myself too tight
Talking shit about a pretty sunset
Blanketing opinions that I'll probably regret soon
I've changed my mind so much I cant even trust it
My mind changed me so much I cant even trust myself