Last year’s language silenced


I've been labeling my notes #--07, it just hit me yesterday, damn its 2008...Eight, hate, fate, bait, late, damn damn damn.

2007 was insane, and wrong, and wonderful and very sad… and so damn fun. Every moment was a new wild experience, I graduated, made new friends did things I shouldn't, partied, did things I should, partied a lot, had some crazy adventures, learned new things, I can't easily say 2007 didn't screw me over-up-and-out, because it totally did, I feel wronged and I feel full.

I have to catch my Alg class soon so I'll wrap this up

I've learned a lot, I've got real experience under me now, I feel changed & charged. like some sort of massive natural high, and I'm about to be 19, and I'm kind of freaked out, I don't want to be older, not for a while, I still feel 7, as if I should have learned all this so much earlier.

Well got to go get cleaned up for class, the teachers a total bitch











"For last year's words belong to last year's language and next year's words await another voice."-T.S.Eliot





I feel good all over