| I do not think I like Russellville as much as I once used too. I don't feel like I have anyone here. My hangouts have been numbered low. I'm a lonely Hale. This post has been too sappy for my taste. Later! |
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| We have always been leaving and you have always been staying. You're untouched or moved. Your mindset is the same when you were a child. Maybe some people are not meant for growing up, or maybe you're in your own category. We've all been falling out of touch for years, but this time next year I don't even see you being around, you will have sunk so far into the crowd that you won't even be able to stretch your fingers to the very small ambition you have left. I suppose this is a good luck you'll never read and I'll never tell. 
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| How things change in a short rapid moving five months, 153 days, 9180 minutes, and 550,800 seconds. I have finished high school, gone through a whole summer, kept a relationship going, went to Chicago and back, parted from close friends, moved to a new town, and I have started college. It all seems very eventful, but it doesn't feel that way. I don't know if I've spent the last five months doing what I really need too, problem is, I don't know what I need to be doing or even what I want. 
I'm still down for it. |
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| Since blogs are about updates on your life, I'd have say I'm pretty happy. I've been having good weekends. High School is almost over. You're pretty great. We're pretty great. I'm seeing Girl Talk and possibly Sigur Ros and I'm going to Lollapalooza, what a music filled life I'll have this summer.  
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