I'd be your anything.

I wrote this on May 19th, 2009, the day after I graduated.

It's okay if you had to go away...Just remember, the telephones work both ways.

So it's that time of year again... Pictures and blogs and work and water and water and water and more pictures and endless hours being bored, yet never having time to do anything and the bustle and the laying on a cool couch with the airconditioning on and sweating my ass off at work and smiling and pretending I'm okay.

Welcome to my summers.

I dig summers. Always have. They bring out the best and the worst in me. I come alive. I have passion and longing and hope and potential and I'm not just a smiling bobbing head like I am during the other 9 months. I laugh. I cry. I feel. It's awesome and horrible and amazing all in one go. Even though those are all pretty much all synonyms, so i'm being redundant.
Yeah.

So I have a confession...
I like Taylor Swift's "hey stephen". hmm.

Oh, I graduated last night. It was good for a couple hours, but of course, kathryn has to fuck up every good thing she gets. It ended in words of hate and tears and anger and pretty much a very sick feeling. I'm used to it, though.
Three more months until I start school.


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Hmm. Not much has changed.