into it

here we go

superfastcatchup

senior year went by too fast

i turned 18

graduated in a blue gown

ryan took me to new york

got a puppy named hank

moved to a different house

my dad is going to school and quit his job

slept in the downstairs bedroom

soaked up as much of summer as i could

too many last times

too many goodbyes

ryan and i are still together

both got "most unique" in high school not on purpose

was going to go to college in utah

i'm in idaho instead 

i feel cool when i walk to and back from school

i walk fast

i still hate homework

but i still do it

my roommates are nice i guess

i don't feel old

my face still gets red when talking  

i am bored 

i want to meet new friends

the one dollar ice cream place is nice

it's already cold

it's September

SO

In a few months it will be a year since I last blogged on here. One. Whole. Year. 

I think I might be back. 

(Before Break) Thoughts on school:

Giggling girls that hug in front of staircases need to stop. Forever. No more.

The smell of sunscreen on the boy next to me in English was super strong.

The day I wore my yellow long sleeve shirt made me feel like a bird. The sleeves moved in the wind like crazy.

I hate it when I'm standing up by my desk and someone needs to get by and they squeeze past me facing the other direction. It makes our butts touch. I want to die of grossness. lfkvhierum... Gag.

These two girls sitting in front of me were playing with their candy cane wrappers a lot. it was distracting.

The same two girls talked about their dreams of being plastic surgeons. It was hilarious.

A guy with long hair in the hallway smelled JUST like confetti cake mix.

I'm surprised I still have arms. Everyday I play a game of Hallways vs. Brooke. The game consists of not getting bumped/pushed. I haven't won yet. I come to class with battle wounds. After winter break... ITS ON HALLWAY!!!

people 

in English i sit in front of a lonely girl that speaks in all caps. 

in math a guy across the room thinks he's hot shiz.

catchphrase

"thats soooo raven" 

"thats sooooo not raven"

Preparing To Surf In Russia from Ben Weiland on Vimeo.

Those men are the pants.

I need a dance partner.

& some short hair

+ some fun

 The violets explode inside me 

When I meet your eyes  

Then I'm spinning and I'm diving 

Like a cloud of starlings  

Darling, is this love?

Guy Garvey. 

sKoOlllllllll

It's always werid to be on the same pee schedule as someone at school. 

Watch out, old lady walkin' the hallz

Birth of a Book from Glen Milner on Vimeo.

Got some new books today, wore my new book bag, and wished it was still summer so I could read MY books. Not school books. I saw freshmen cling onto their books with both hands and seniors hold them with two fingers with one hand. I wrote an essay about a past book from English class. And starred at the words in a new text book for hours. I should of been reading the words. Cause now I have homework.

Today was the first day of senior year.

xoxo

I've been dancing a lot these days. It has gobbled up the last month of my summer. Consumed it. Demolished. It's been bitter sweet. Exciting and tiring. Both dancing at school and in my bedroom. Its better than going to the gym though. Everyone needs to find something that they love doing instead of defaulting to gym workouts and hating life as a result. Treadmill run like a hamster on its wheel? Shoot me now. But put me in a soccer game... and I run without complaints. Dancing, swimming, rock climbing, bike rides, yoga, jumpin' on the tramp. So many things. So many things better than the gym. I've been thinking of my studio dance days and I wish I still did Ballet. It was my favorite. Everyone thought I was stupid for thinking it was my favorite. Ballet days were the longest. I did flat and pointe. I miss it. The pink tights, bun heads, tight leotards, and long necks. I might need to fit a ballet class into my life again. Anyways, sorry about the absence of blogging. Blame it on boogie woogie 5 6 7 8 turn spin split kick portion of my summer dayz!    

I've been a lazy blogger. bleep boop bop.