I believe that my overall weekend can be summed up with the following phrases:

"A" is for Apple
"B" is for ball
"C" is for clamhat
"D" is for Lysdexia
"E" is for pants
"G" is for green
"3" is for tricicle
"4" is for...that's what it is
and finally...
"hamsalad" is for lunch

L'esperienza de questa dolce vita.

Im not sure if this is true for other people, but I know that in my life, there is one focus point. now its not like any certain things, it is always changing. I tis the things that you wait for, you know the thing that mkaes you get up in the morning and really look forward to the day. At several times, including now, that thing is a person. This person isn't someone i have a crush on or anything like that, it's just someone (more like someones) lthat i really admire. I look forward to seeing these people in my day, and if I dont see them, i get kind of down.


Bleib Tapfer

...I still envy you

You know those movies that are kind of sappy, yet inspiring; where the main character has friends that are really good at stuff. You know, it just seems that the only friends he can make are the ones that can do something really really well, yet he doesn't see anything in himself...




... that's how I feel.....






....I have friends moving away that are awsome in foriegn languages (like fluent in like 5 languages), I have several friends that are extremly musically talented, I have more than enoguh friends that are really really smart, not to mention the ones that are all athletic. Then there are the ones that are really good at being a kid (like those ones that are über community service ones...mine is meeting Tiger Woods to do some sort of commercial, and the friends that are just good at everything in general. Finally, I have the friends that combine half of those togeather with a hint of bad ass and a mint to top it all off...

...I envy all of you


....Yet in myself...i feel empty...not really good at anything...i dont want do be felt sorry for, or pittied of anything, i just kinda feel wierd....I think that...

I need
a...

religion??? (im looking)

My sport...

Crew(krü), n. 1. A sport practiced
in rowing boats where the
participants willfully awake before
dawn and run to practice where
they spend one or two hours
sitting on a hard wood seat
and pull on oars to such a
level as to cause their bodies
to go into oxygen debt, resulting
in the formation of lactic acid
in their blood, which causes
substantial pain and discomfort
in all major muscle groups.
This activity is usually performed
twice a day in the name of fun,
and is conducted under the
demonic supervision of a
person called "Coach",
with the help of his trained
servant named "coxswain".