screw the pictures

So, yes, the end of the pictures. At least until I get back to school.

So, yeah, life is frustrating.

Enough talk about life. Seems like that's the only thing I can talk about nowadays. I started Cross Country the other day, which is mad crazy awesome. I don't even know how I survived this past week. I didn't even like running before high school. As a matter of fact, I think I still have that negative feeling towards running, but I've learned to deal with it. You see, running in general is kinda like the run that I did the other day. I was like about to collapse for the first mile and a half on an seven mile run, and I pretty much felt like I was going to die, but then was oddly able to run like wicked fast during the second half of the run.

Ah, well...I hate..love...I don't know what I think of running. Whatever I think, I'm most definetely addicted to it.

Soo...with the start of xc means the start of school. I'm going to die this year. But, no, that's not a good way to look at it. As I told someone today right before we went on our 1 and a half mile sprints today, "the worst part about it is dreading it. Actually doing it is pretty easy." So, yes, don't dread school, and you won't have any problems.

And, yeah, I don't really have anything else to sayyy....

goodnight

I'll punch my computer if you don't read this

Again, my grandparents house

not that exciting this time

So, yes, I felt the sudden urge to punch my computer, but I didn't. I don't even know why. Hmmmm....anger control..... Just, like, frustrated with life in general these days. Maybe because I can't change life, I try to see how much damage and change I can make in this world. I don't know. Just a thought.

I've been addicted to this song all week. "How to Save a Life" by The Fray. Amazing lyrics, and, with all songs that top my list, has lyrics that I can connect with my life somehow. Maybe I just think too much.

Quite an uneventful week.

Biked to the Farmer's market today with my sister...twas fun.

(warning, Michael's random thinking coming up)

It's funny. How people have been riding on the wave of people's emotions and needs. That might not make that much sense, and so might this next paragraph, but take, for example, the Pope. Not to single out one person over another, but how can he tie religion and monetary gain so closely together? How does he know what he says he believes? Has he ever seen what happens after we die? What I'm trying to say is that we shouldn't trust anyone to tell us what to believe. Aren't we just as able to make decisions about what to believe as he is? You see, what if Jesus wasn't the son of god, if he was just a person. Just a person trying to better his world. Part of religion is believing that we go somewhere in the afterlife, but he taught us that there are certain things that we must do to get there. It is the perfect formula, even if he had no idea where we go after this life, to better this world. (and, actually, just before his birth, the world was pretty chaotic and violent) Anybody could use this leverage, the leverage that they know more than you do, and make you do something for a different cause than you thought. (After all, look at George Bush. He said he knew for sure there were weapons of Mass destruction in Iraq, in order to get the people's push toward war)

I have no idea what I just said, so if you don't either, then that makes two of us.

Time to go to beeeedddddddd

bye.

ALASKA

so, yeah, that was basically how much fun I had in Alaska (along with showing my horrible photography)

really don't want to post right now

so I won't

Ah, well, long story short, I've had a frustratingly boring (not to mention annoying) night. Been to Alaska and back. Then to Pennslyvania and back. And it all seems like one moment. One moment that I had been waiting for a year in advance. One moment that lasts a summer long. But, now, on to better things. Cross Country. What else do I have to say. Running is mad crazy awesome, but that's barely any of it. It's an awesome bunch of kids, and I can't wait to hang out with them.

But, yes, that is the least of my life right now. I have a frustratingly long Bio paper to write, then I have an immense amount of boring Latin to read, then it's off to Maine for the weekend, then it's off to school. Fun,fun.

If you didn't notice, those last two funs were serious. dead. serious. Happy doesn't quite express my feelings for the termination of this summer. I'm exstatic. The faster time goes, the faster I'll be over with Junior year. I'm hoping to just skid over the surface of Junior year, launching myself into safe territory, Summer (and, of course, Senior year). Then it's off to College for me. (oooohhhh the mysterious college, could be fun, could be evil. Shall we never know till we're there?)

I'm in a really weird mood.

Tata