The End of the Road

I've been in this mood all spring break where there's plastic wrap around everything and I can't touch it.
I got my first Birdie ever on monday on a par 3...with a 15ish foot putt and my chipping still sucks, so I didn't do so well on the rest of the holes: my last hole was horrible. I need to get more serious about it. I should care more. It seems like as the years go by, steenrod likes us less and less. the golf team is divided. I don't like that I don't know any of the new players except shannon, malorie and DC people. I don't even know what I need to qualify for regionals.
I never got excited for my ski trip.. it was fun. I took some double blacks, getting better on moguls, knee deep powder. but somehow... I'm not hyped about how it was.
Right now, I can't believe it's thurday. funny how time runs.
I'm worried about all you guys' admissions. I think at this point I'll be blithering in anticipation next year.
My face is peeling: I've never really been vain before, but right now.. I'm feeling kinda deformed.
I have my first cavity. I blame oj.
I'm 17 in fourteen days.

"then there are times when
The kids we meet mean more to us
than we ever thought they could"

The Dad

nine holes, super awesome lessons, five hours in which I improved my golf more than in a month worth of practice.

The biggest thing I learned: You can putt with your seven iron.

surprises everywhere... *crosses fingers for monday*

I enjoy randomity.

I think breaks are no longer breaks.. they're areas of extended study. but it's gonna be fun.. I promise.
MOuntains on tuesday and wed with Alison from the golf team, and tournament on monday... hopefully I do well... I rather suck at the moment. rest of the time.. kickoff to ap studying. and of course random hanging out.

I found my cell phone.

21 days until I turn over another year.

one day til Jen leaves, four til janet does too.

The Animation Show

Basically a whole bunch of people who made short films and complied them. Animation show 2005 (www.theanimationshow.com) includes Don Herzfeldt's new film, the Meaning of Life.

It's in denver from the 8th - 14th... and in boulder i think the 21st.

I'm goin. who's coming with me?

five days of semi-no-school bliss

I'm not looking forward to it as much as I should be.

Why the hell is everyone in a prom frenzy right now? two months away? that is like, soooo not enough time to find the perfect pair of shoes for my dress I bought for like, 500 dollars. Not that I stand very many people who talk like that.

As much as I'm looking forward to going (yes, yes, I know I shouldn't look forward to anything)... isn't this a bit excessive?

Today was ridiculous.

Where'd all the good people go?

You know.. somethings that some people say, just make my day. Randomity is what makes my world go 'round. its extra special.

Time to go be a recluse, watch edward scissorhands all day, and listen to Jack Johnson drinking malt liquor... and grow myself a permed mullet.

Monday Tuesday Happy days...

so I'm sitting here, eating Boston market.... it's supposed to be good for you eh? I realise, how much I'm going to miss my mom's cooking after next year. Most of the time I'm not even thankful for it, I feel bad. Boston market is supposed to be healthy right? I mean It tastes good, but... not quite the 'health' food I like.

Somehow I think wearing pigtails makes me a happier person.. I feel younger...maybe i'll do it more often.. or learn how to frenchbraid.... 'twould be awesome.

Today started out bad. I was pissed off becuase I didn't finish (barely started) the second short response question for the physics quiz.. and I definitely didn't finish the multiple choice either by like four questions.. I was hoping that would bring up my grade. damn. but now... I am the new President of Key Club.. even though I do enjoy my other clubs more, it's nice being in charge of one. Amanda and I are gonna do great.

This summer.. hopefully with be THE summer. as much as I'm going to miss not being here, I'll be taking classes at Harvard... I'll have gone to a Harry Potter party at a Borders... and then stayed up all night to read it. I think I'll study me some bio and Astronomy for science bowl next year. so I can be a hoss and beat out Nick Hansen. I think I"ll find me a fabric store or a craft store in Boston that teaches classes so I can learn to sew, and knit and stuff... I'm gonna go to concerts... and stuff like that too... man, hopefully this summer'll be a good summer.

I'm in a good mood.

Sometimes I'm just entraced by the web some words weave around me. and I sit there. reread, rewind or something, and go over it over and over again. sometimes I don't even know why.
Yesterday I was sitting in Borders reading the last bit of 'A Game of You' and that feeling where you're not sitting with your back uncomfortably against the bookshelf of comic books anymore, but you're there standing at Wanda's funeral, and then I read Barbie wonder whether identity is really that fragile, and I stopped. reread. its not even that profound. but it does something. it reaches where you're at at that moment, and that's all that matters.
I love gaiman. I love fiction. I don't know how others can think otherwise.

Not knowing everything makes it okay sometimes

In Between Dreams

A troubador on a street corner. His case is open, small change piling up. The blue, free bus wanders past, half full of people. Walkin' down mainstreet, past the sushi place, past anthropologie, past Jamba juice, where the sidewalks become wood. the music trickles down around us.
Its that kind of sun that's warm on dark hair, but the breeze keeps the sweat from forming. sandals come off, jeans get rolled up. run through the coming tides. It looks like a pac sun ad, only, It's only me, it's only you. lazy clouds streak across the sky.
Dry sand sticks to wet legs, stare at the blueing sky. Check to see the tar balls that've formed on our soles, and then wiggling toes and laughing are the only consequences.
In-n-out, sea foam green hotel. palms. Blue skies- next twelve exits.
Santa Barbara has to be one of the best places on earth.

I'm ready for summer.