Already... three posts in an this seems more like a chore. My counserlers recommended relaxing excersize. I kid. No counslor told me to do this, well sorta, she said that I should journal. Right, tried failed, and moved on.
My sister is the "journal-er" anyways. Six years and counting- actually, she probably stopped when she went to college. Still impressive.
But, why did I start, I'll tell you I am feeling very cynical? Oh, man I tried to spell cynical as "synicle" and the auto correct gave me unicycle. Good start.
Hum, but out of all this complaining- why to blogger? I don't play an instrument, I am not involved in theater- this is my art. I want to write more.
My old 5th grade coach inspired me.. indirectly. He, Nate, a kind, warm hearted man of..
Damn, I can only think about how this blog is going to be famous one day. Ha. Concentrate.
The jist was I met them for coffee, they eleaborated on all their succcess on their plains to build an orphange or their trip to Zambia for medical research. Their talks about division 1 sports or thinking that my dream college, William and Mary, is not a fit for them because they were in love with Princton.
Pure jealously, straight up Kindergarten style. But it made me start this- a chore.
Have you ever been inspired by jealousy? A bitter sweet motivator.
My sister is the "journal-er" anyways. Six years and counting- actually, she probably stopped when she went to college. Still impressive.
But, why did I start, I'll tell you I am feeling very cynical? Oh, man I tried to spell cynical as "synicle" and the auto correct gave me unicycle. Good start.
Hum, but out of all this complaining- why to blogger? I don't play an instrument, I am not involved in theater- this is my art. I want to write more.
My old 5th grade coach inspired me.. indirectly. He, Nate, a kind, warm hearted man of..
Damn, I can only think about how this blog is going to be famous one day. Ha. Concentrate.
The jist was I met them for coffee, they eleaborated on all their succcess on their plains to build an orphange or their trip to Zambia for medical research. Their talks about division 1 sports or thinking that my dream college, William and Mary, is not a fit for them because they were in love with Princton.
Pure jealously, straight up Kindergarten style. But it made me start this- a chore.
Have you ever been inspired by jealousy? A bitter sweet motivator.
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