not even

Last night I realized that one of the people I trust more then anyone else in the world was dating two people at the same time about a year ago. Also, I don't think I'm ready for any of this, but I think when you're 17 and faced with college, everyone thinks this way. I also think that everyone is just as emotional as everyone else, but some people are better then hiding it then others. One of those sentances is probably wrong.

Last night Frank graduated from High School. When he walked across the stage Sid, Nathan and I yelled. I tried to name off the members of the Wu Tang Clan, though only got as far as GZA.

Afterwards we all mingled, the party people, Frank's Family, Bri's Family, possibly other families, I don't really know. I don't have one, if you were looking to make a joke there. Bri's parents and Frank's parents like me a lot. They asked me how things were going. We asked Bri's dad how he felt about Frank dating his daughter and he just shrugged. What a guy

We all headed to Denny's afterwards and Sid was on the verge of a nervous breakdown and DJ smelled really bad. I talked to Courtney for the first time in however long a really long time is, and it was weird in that "this should be weird but it isn't" way. Natasha called me and asked if I could pick her up from this party she was at so Courtney and I drove over there and picked her up, and on the way back they made fun of me a lot. It reminded me a lot of last summer. Matt Maceda showed up at Denny's a little while after and we all discussed BLTs. Natasha had to go back to the party and wanted me to go with her, because it was lame. So I did, and it was really lame. I had to sleep over because Chloe lost her keys.


Arrested Development Marathons are the best thing of anyone's life ever

It's 5;22, bright and sunny outside, and I feel like it's the middle of the night. I kind of feel like I'm floating down a river, and I just found out that I left a Quart of Ice Cream in my Dad's car last night. It's in the freezer right now reforming itself, though hopes of it being as good as it could have been are very low

I went through all my video games to see if there were any that I could sell to Gamestop for precious moneys, but I came to the embarresing realization that out of all of the games I have, I want to part with exactly none of them.

Everyone is freaking out because their last day of school is tommorrow. In the meantime, I am busy writing essays about modern teenaged society and eating frozen Pop Tarts. I think my life has lost a lot of the meaning it used to, or gained a lot more meaning then it ever had before. I'm not really sure.

I really want to drive right now, even though there's really only one place I want to go. It'd be nice.





This photo reminds me of victory

I haven't shaved in almost a week and I look like I should be sitting on my couch, drinking beer, and threatening to beat my wife.

I have a lot of plans that I hope I can get through over the next few weeks. It should be good. Bikes and Photos and Dogs and possibly water balloons. I don't even know.


Weekends.