You take your car, I'll take my bag, you take the wheel, I'll gather money for gas

There's a few things on my mind:

1. Thanks. A lot. I'm really glad I'm at the top of your list there.

2. How exactly would you go about turning a mexican or an indian into a white person?

3. I hate your mom. Probably just as much as you. She really has that special way of rubbing everything that's wrong about your life in your face, doesn't she?

4. WHY DO I HURT SO MUCH IN THE TUMMY?

5. You're a fucking creep. NOT EVER WITH YOU EVER EVER EVER. I'm not sure I can ever talk to you again after that.

6. A1 is good on chicken.

7. I have a lot of homework still.


... I'm done for now.

If you don't know what you want, you end up with a lot you don't.

I had a dream. I don't remember what it was about. I don't really think it was about anything. But when I woke up from it this morning, I decided that I was really going to start thinking about college and what I want to do with my life.







I've decided on Chemical Engineering, Major in Materials Science with an emphasis on Chemistry. I figure, I enjoy science and more of theory work, problem solving, you know? Plus it doesn't take very long to get a Master's Degree, and starting salary (if you get a decent job) is about 50K because there's a pretty good demand for Chemical Engineers. And if you stay in the field for 10 years, your salary is around 90 to 100k and you'll be in a more managerial position. Also, if you hold out for a Doctorate, your starting position will most likely be managerial, meaning higher salary.
All in all, it seems like a good idea. Of course there are some flaws, nothing's perfect, I mean, it doesn't mean I'll get a job right out of college anyhow, but it's something to go on at least.




Vous ne pouvez pas remplir le tamis.

Hue pictures you won't see or never know

If they only knew...










I would laugh and they would scorn.

I don't know but I've been told, you never slow down, you never grow old

Tired of screwing up, tired of going down, tired of myself, tired of this town.


I'm sorry, there was just something that really knocked me out of it. I was just tired of being there. I think that even if you were going to crew I still would have left.

And despite how I may say it, I always mean it. There has never been a time where I took you for granted. I'm so glad I have you. Of course, it may be in retaliation sometimes, but the significance is always the same.




And by the way, I hope you're not mad because I took your silly little clay bowl home with me. That one I found mixed up in all your ornaments. In my defense, I told you I was going to. It's on my dresser next to your lego house :)

I don't believe that anybody feels the way I do about you now

You called me weird. It made me smile.
I think the reason we don't kiss with tongue as much anymore is because it mostly happens at school and it's not the easiest to just make out in the hallway.

You know, I love you more than words can say, and I love that I can make you laugh. I love when you try to teach me things and I love that you learn just as much as I do. I love when you're exhausted but you still run around and let me jump all over you. I love when you nom on my face and I love how you put up with all the silly things I do. I love how you are too good at hickeys now, and I love how you try to put me first even though it doesn't matter. I love when we knock each other over in the hallways and I love when you carry me around. I love when we trip over each other and I love how you always have time for one more kiss. I love how you don't care who's watching and I love how you know everything about me. I love how you can brighten my day just by threatening. I love the concentration on your face when you try to bump into me. I love when you complain to me about your teachers and I love that all of my friends know you and all of your friends know me. I love that you can convince me to do anything. I love that you would do almost anything for me, and I love that I would do anything for you. I love that you think I'm beautiful no matter what I say and I love that you try to tell me you're not. I love your silly head-bob-thing that you do in the hallway and I love your smile and your hair and the way your eyes squint when you laugh. I love how you can be very serious when you need to be, but you always manage to sneak in some ridiculousness. I love the way you smell and I love wearing your clothes. I love playing games with you, and I love being at your house. I love doing nothing but watching tv. I love being atypical with you and not going out that much (but I love it more when we do). I love stealing your stuff and I love our properly improper grammar. I love spending time with you and I love that final squeeze on my hand as we part ways. I love how you pick up just as many of my habits as I've picked up of yours. I love how you know what I'm talking about even if I don't. I love how you justify things with "but I do." I love how we have the same thoughts occasionally. I love how you make me better than I ever could have been. I love when you write me letters and I love just calling you to see how your day was. I love how unexpected you can be. I love your taste in music and I love your taste in general. I love how you laugh and I love you just being there. I love how you apologize for things all the time, even though I forgive you right away. I love how you ride a mile and a half there and back once a week even in the cold.


I love you sooooo much.
I love you *stretches arms* this much!
I love you more... but equally the same.
I love you everything.
I love you more than me or you or the whole world could ever imagine.
I love you x∞
I love you forever.
I love you.