First, summertime fun
And then the Worry sink In
Inexpungeable
I like relating things to bikes, because it makes them seem more enjoyable.
Life seems like one big cycle. Recently I have felt like a big sunflower. I think most students are like big plants. We spend nine months out of the year working mercilessly, waiting for the three months that we get to have fun. I was looking at the flowers we have in our yard, and I was thinking about how sad they seem. They spend three seasons out of the year working and preparing to enjoy one. That seems like a waste of nine months to me.
Who is the girl on the ipod classic cases? Is she a really famous artist? I don't have any idea who she is.
I'm trying to make each summer day memorable. That was one of my goals for the year; to make each day memorable. Whenever I feel like I'm working too hard to doing too much, I always ask myself: "What if you died tomorrow? Would you be happy with your life?" And sometimes I say yes, and sometimes no. This is a yes period.
I'm really getting into Dance Gavin Dance. They're pretty good. I want to see their show in a couple of weeks. Maybe they'll hand the mic over to me so I can show the world what I can really do. Or at least the Hawthorne Theatre.
I went on a tour of my neighborhood with Martin today. I'm really glad I did it. It's like watching a movie that you've already seen in the theaters with your friends. It's not the movie you remember, it's the friends. I don't really remember the neighborhood, but all of the memories just flooded my brain.
"I have mastered the relight"
"Do you have another umbilical cord for my ipod?"
So I think that I have found the secret to becoming an adult. I'll give you a hint. It lies withing the pages of Tom Sawyer.
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