When do things fall into place?
The days are so full that yesterday seems like forever ago. I dont like that. I can't even remember what day it is anymore.
Saturday, October 4, 2008
Wednesday, October 1, 2008
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I wish that people weren't such bitches sometimes. There's been way too much dishonesty, deceit, big-headedness, and disrespect around me lately. I don't know why, but its been adding to my current situation of frustration.
I'm gonna make a new paragraph and try and list some positives. Went to the gym today, then sat in the hot tub with my brothers afterwards. Got a haircut (from Zach). Played the hell out of a set of congas in class. Did laundry, which was very much needed. I MADE FRENCH TOAST. Where the hell did French Toast (yes i capitalized it) go? No one makes that anymore. Do it.
I am already ready for a break, and school is now just halfway over in the semester. Not only am I busy, but so are friends who seem more like aquaintances now that I hardly ever see them. Its weird how we choose everything we do, but we agonize some days over the choices that we make. It seems like everything that sucks has been picked by someone else trying to make your life hard, but in reality it was always your choice.
Three (3) Ideas:
1. Everyone should write out a number as a word with the same number in parenthesis next to it from now on.
2. If you have hands you should make more French Toast.
3. Smile
I am going to a hand therapist tomorrow. I have three days straight with Loveland starting tomorrow. It should be a good weekend though, gonna max out some more beats with the MB on Sunday. Get me.
Dazzle D
p.s. I was severly over on text messages last month so try and stop texting me. So if I don't respond I still love you, just call me instead. I would rather hear your sexy voice.
I'm gonna make a new paragraph and try and list some positives. Went to the gym today, then sat in the hot tub with my brothers afterwards. Got a haircut (from Zach). Played the hell out of a set of congas in class. Did laundry, which was very much needed. I MADE FRENCH TOAST. Where the hell did French Toast (yes i capitalized it) go? No one makes that anymore. Do it.
I am already ready for a break, and school is now just halfway over in the semester. Not only am I busy, but so are friends who seem more like aquaintances now that I hardly ever see them. Its weird how we choose everything we do, but we agonize some days over the choices that we make. It seems like everything that sucks has been picked by someone else trying to make your life hard, but in reality it was always your choice.
Three (3) Ideas:
1. Everyone should write out a number as a word with the same number in parenthesis next to it from now on.
2. If you have hands you should make more French Toast.
3. Smile
I am going to a hand therapist tomorrow. I have three days straight with Loveland starting tomorrow. It should be a good weekend though, gonna max out some more beats with the MB on Sunday. Get me.
Dazzle D
p.s. I was severly over on text messages last month so try and stop texting me. So if I don't respond I still love you, just call me instead. I would rather hear your sexy voice.
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