The only things that you’ll remember from high school are the stupid things that you did outside of class.
I can’t say that I can leave home without missing everyone. In 5 months, it’ll be all gone.
For those at school: I’m going to miss those late night drives, the pointless wandering around in the wee hours of the morning. I’m going to miss sitting on the beach eating a croissant after a night of fishing. I’m going to miss beating each other up. Most of all, I’m going to miss those carefree summer days where we could bike anywhere.
For those at church: Fuck. I’m going to miss the small acts of rebellion, the defiance when we were being lectured. I’m going to miss playing tag in that field at night, and the first bonding experience that we shared. I’ll always remember the day when we got punished and sent out into the field to sit without dinner, and once we were alone pulled the snacks out of our backpacks and had a party. I’m going to miss the retreats, staying up all night talking, pouring out our heart and soul to one another. I’m going to miss late night karaoke in the tent. Most of all, I’m going to miss growing up with you guys.
Hu to the fucking Qua Di.
Getting my ass on a bike after a 16 month hiatus? Let’s do this shit.
The only way to be happy is to live life with low expectations but high standards.
I should probably practice what I preach.
Suppression is the only way I know how to deal with things.
Meeting every day with the rising sun
Looking up it’s looking like
My losing streak is done
I sat in mass today, listening to a priest talk about how we should abandon all pursuits in astronomy and stop looking for life on other planets. His reasoning was that we didn’t need to find other planets to inhabit, and that we had so much room left on Earth to expand. He then went on to suggest that humans should start living on Mt. Everest and the arctic tundra.
Are you fucking kidding me?