hananana henna?

saturday saturday saturday, night, night night. typing and reading what im typing while saying it in my head but not saying anything just the sound of the keyboard and my humming laptop and ever so quietly i can hear my stereo. i think its led zeppelin. positevly bored, positively procrastinating my purpose of preperation to plan and prosper perpetually or perennially. words words words. too many i think. i dont even know what they mean. i dont ever know what they mean. stupid huh? big game big talk klat gib emag gib. blah blaj blak blal. i just got back from my field trip. it was fore geology. it was wicked and hard. i did pretty well considering how little confidence i have in my geological knowledge. i guess i just zoned in, zen. oone one one one. we rolled bolders down hills. wicked. they crash through trees tumble down cliffs bounce over creeks. destruction! and the sounds are so mint. the speeds phenomenal. probably my future sport if i ever wanted to make it to the world champs at anything. anyway im back and tomorrow i have a big event to run for orienteering. i should be writing up some stuff. i should have done it three hours ago. weird. still got no game. its getting a bit beyong a joke. a little disgusted? maybe just who i am. a slaaaacker. but i get some stuff done fast... i guess i think this job doesnt really need doing. thats true actually. but its got to be done so whatever. maybe ill do it now. choice. t's been a long time since we walked in the moonlight, Making vows that just can't work right. Open your arms, open your arms, Open your arms, baby let my love come in!
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