This xanga thing died for a me a long time ago. I lost track of life for a while when I got busy, and fortunately for me I have the summer time to keep from going insane.
This will most likely be the last entry on it, seeing as how maybe, and I stress maybe, two or three people are actually still reading this thing. They are probably dead from boredom now.
To sum up the time in between posts: finished school, one of my best friends dropped out, drank more, visited Utah and Colorado state, decided on CSU officially for grad school, got my worst gpa in 4 years, dealt with serious relationships being full of shit and got see-sawed to death, and then FINALLY got a magic piece of paper declaring me finished with college and went to colorado again to secure an apartment, and started training again here in Texas before leaving, and never really coming back.
I no longer have profound things to say, and I feel a bit like I'm starting at square one. Only a better square one. I'm more cautious now. More thoughtful too, more caring and more concerned at the welfare of others. I learned a lot during my time at baylor.
I'm tired. Waking up in 7 hours to ride for 5+.