i miss her like a caught fish mishes the ocean.

going to visit my grandmother in the morning for her birthday (which will be horrible since she won't remember it was her birthday), working all afternoon, then volunteering all dinner, then no one to watch the fireworks with ? yeah canada day is going to be fun.

the one thing you lack babe, is the ability to string words together. i'm a writer, i'm a reader, and you're a man without anything to say. you'll never be able to get truly into my heart, because the door doesn't open up to anything but pure poetic words. you were given a voice to use, to use to sculpt love, to create worlds, and to invite yourself into my soul... not to create enough conversation so it isn't awkward.

well the school year is finally done. I have finished all of my exams and am now sorting through the things I want to keep and the things I no longer need. I have taken all of my work out of my binders, and put it in a huge pile in the middle of my living room. There is no point in keeping it, I have completed the course, the material is no longer needed. I'm going to throw it out. But I'm having troubles, because when I look at that huge pile of no-longer-needed papers all I can see is the effort and care and time that went into those assignments. As a student who works hard in school, that's hours and hours of dedication... now worthless. I put in all that effort, for what ? A little note on my file saying that I passed Advanced Placement Science 10.
Everything has an expiration date, even your efforts... there they are ... on the floor in a pile... worthless.... fucking pointless.

every good scholar knows the importance of flashcards.

HAS OFFICIALLY BEEN A LICENSED DRIVER SINCE THURSDAY!