eye is tired.

well, tonights the night. in a less than ten hours my best friend will be permanently living two hours away. A week after that, Mike will be gone. From that point on, our little group will be broken up for good. Cheery thought, no?

I really want to go to bed but I need to wait for Alex to come back and walk me home. I wish he would hurry up, and cut back on the ish...

I guess that's why I'm writing, to keep me awake until he gets here.


Heritage isnt so bad, I've made friends. While some things will never be the same, some things will never change. People are basically predictable if you think about it in the right way. Younger people are not so bad... for one thing they seem to have more energy, which is different. Might get tiring though... Tiring? Tired. Yes, now. bed. Home, need alex. ass muncher where are you?

I have no idea how this year is going to go. It both scares and excites me. I know it wont be the same as the other, one way or the other, for better or for worse. More than anything I just hope my grades stay up. And the motivation, need that too. I just realized how purposely vague I was on my expectations for this year. Go me.

I think Im going to play soccer. There are tryouts on monday night. I will be there. I really want to play, despite my HORRIBLE track record when it comes to indoor soccer tryouts. But this year I am determined. I will play soccer and I will get a job. The job part may be a little difficult, to say the least.

voices.

good.

I get to go home.