But more probably, I just wish my life was a Blue Rodeo song, and my life really has not much, if anything, to do with a Blue Rodeo song.
It's nice to know that it's my bedtime, and I don't have to go to bed.
Erin Evoy; I know we never talk, but thanks for reading my blog and understanding me. Katie McLean told me you understood my last blog. I'm not sure if you understood how it applied to my life, but I hope it applied to your life also. It seems our blogs do that for one another. I think that's kind of funky. Like how we were good friends in PE 10. That was funky too. I appreciate it. And you.
-I want to live in a house full of teapots and books.
- Chris Hope, you have no family? And you're sick? Your life sucks, man.
- Hey, Rach/Allison? I miss you collectively, and I resent Germany for taking you away from me. Hannah and I are seeing way too much of each other. We're starting to understand each other, even with her frustration noises and made up words and my oral dyslexia. That's a bad thing, we think.
- I DON'T KNOW WHAT TO DO, LIFE. STOP BEING A BITCH.
-I hate birds.
"Like all the things that are left behind
Yeah, it hurts for awhile and then you find
Some days, it's just better to feel
Dead inside
Until that day
You're born to love again."
oh my god why would you put that picture on their? I almost thre up ewewewewewwww
ReplyDeleteJust so you know, there is A LOT of residual love in my heart for grade 10 gym pals. That semester was too short to use it all up. And Dylan STILL creeps me, and he's in my gym class again this year, and I hope you think that's amusing.
ReplyDeleteHahaha. I think it is amusing. I don't even think I've seen him for...2 years. Is he still small and attracted to Curtis?
ReplyDeleteCurtis and I definitely exchange smiles and waves, still, in the hallways. It makes me happy.