February 2011
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January 2011
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When girls wear heels to a concert.
For the last couple days I feel as if I’ve been fucking up everything with everyone.
The world won't end in 2012 because Harry's kids...
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Remember when?
I'm really excited for this weekend.
On Friday, after what I know will be an eventful counseling session with Erin, I’m jumpin’ on the 86 and taking Joe to see his girlfriend, along with whatever else happens. Later that night is the roomie’s birthday party, which I know will be fun and I hope she enjoys herself.
Saturday.. the day I’m really looking forward to. I’m going home :) I’ve been feeling...
They sit at the bar and put bread in my jar
and say, “Man, what are you doing here?”
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I just lost the game.
Fuck.
Pizza, wings, and the Steelers game
Perfect Sunday night
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First hangover of the semester
Must be doin’ something right.
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Gettysburg
is lookin’ pretty good right about now.
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I gotta feel you in my bones again.
This song doesn’t ever get old for me.
I love this girl.
My roommate just informed me that drinking decaf anything is the equivalent of fucking your sister. I’m so glad she’s here to enlighten me of such glorious things.
Watch
10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU, directed by Gil Junger (1999)
“Way out here they got a name for rain and wind and fire.
The rain is Tess, the fire’s Joe, and they call the wind Mariah.”
I miss hearing my grandparents sing this to me when I was little.
I’ll love you forever,
I’ll like you for always.
I’ve reached a point at which I don’t know where I fit in anymore.
This is what I get for not going to bed until 5am...
It’s 3:24 on a Sunday morning, and all I want to do is drive around, listen to Bob Seger and Lynyrd Skynyrd at an obnoxiously loud level, sing along to every word, and see something new.
Caught like a wildfire out of control, til there was nothin’ left to burn and nothin’ left to prove.
2011 is going to be a better year for me.
This year, I plan on:
- Continuing counseling. Erin is wonderful.
- Being more open with my parents about certain things.
- Tell my sisters how much they mean to me more often.
- Not having pointless hookups with people that don’t mean shit to me.
- living for me.
I hate going back home because all I see are people that will never leave and will end up working the same shitty jobs their parents worked. My town is dying, and only a select few of the people my age there seem to realize it.
As horrible as this sounds, I refuse to let myself end up in that goddamn town after college. I’m better than that. There’s so much more I need to see and...
The feeling I get from laying in my bed watching...
