I looked into the mirror so my future I would see

I saw myself there in a way that could be.

But my future self said that I wouldn't become

the me that was him and that I was dumb.

I laughed as I killed that man that was me,

paradox's be damned it was good to be free.

But now I live in fear of that dreadful long knife

that I once used to take my future self's life.

Xanga much?

 

Nope.

 

Today = art paper, scheduling, lunch, SMO, pool, art, probably dinner, africa, religion reading.

I love her.  Period.

 

 

This one time I was in Tokyo Peking and apparently this one kid was so emo that he felt the need to share it out loud.  "God, I'm so emo!" he said.  Don't you hate people like that?

 

By the way...I'm so indie.

yay!

Hello.

 

I'm tired of winter.  If anyone could do anything to make it over, I would greatly appreciate it.  Thank you.

 

I'm finishing Abbie's Christmas present right now.  I like it.  So much, in fact, that if she wasn't around, I'd probably keep it. 

 

Playing videogames and spending time with Abigail to help myself through the wintertime.  I just want to go back to school.  It'll be here soon. 

 

Okay world.  Here's the deal:

Tomorrow = Christmas

The next day = New Years

The next day = Back to school

 

Then winter's over and everyone is happy!  Go.