August 23, 2011

boys

18:52
Boys and their flirting. You meet someone and they are good friend-material. They obviously think they have more potential. You tell them you’re not interested. What do they do?


Ignore all the things!

Sigh. I don’t want to be mean. But what am I supposed to do? It’s awkward.

I made banana bread today. Since you know next to nothing about me:  B.B. is my favorite. I make it all the time. It’s hard to not eat it all.

Hopefully I’ll have something more interesting to say tomorrow.

August 21, 2011

Last Week

13:17
Meaning, of course, that I only have one week left of summer. Things are coming to a close. A new lifestyle approaches. Ah, well.

I’m excited.

In about two hours an old friend is coming over. I’ve mostly parted ways with this person. Although we get along well, but too much time together and I feel like I’m becoming negative, or less…what I’m supposed to be. They have a strong influence about them.

I really feel kind of guilty about it—but I need to spend more time with the people who challenge me to be better, or lift me up, instead of this. I have to keep reminding myself of that.

So we’re gonna watch a tv show. They’ve been gone all summer.

I don’t really know what else to say about that.

August 19, 2011

goodbyes

12:48
I went to sushi with my best friend today. She’s leaving in the morning for another year of college. I’m not good at reaching out. We always talk less when she’s gone. I’m sort of dreading it.

Tonight Dad is surprising Mom with a hotel and play in Sonora. It’s pretty cute, he was so excited. He forgot to plan for things like clothes and toiletries, but I helped him smuggle them out today. I hope they have a good time.

I’m gonna go eat some ice cream.

August 18, 2011

11:09
Is it really that bad if someone sees who you are? Why is it humans have a problem with letting someone else see that they are human?
Joseph Gogler

early morning

03:36
I woke up fairly early this morning (5:30) for no reason whatsoever. But my mind was wide awake so I gave up on trying to go back to sleep.

A muted sadness has been weighing me down. I think it has to do with a lack of activity, or something. I feel like my passion has diminished. Luckily, the school year is about to start.

Another good thing: Mom came in my room this morning and told me how proud of me she was—something I’ve been needing to hear.

I read Psalm 37 before the sun came up.