finished.

Finals: Check

Days off work: Check

Tuition paid: Check

Paycheck in the bank: Check

SPRING BREAK.

12 days of carefree relaxation and fun. SO ready.

would you really rush out?

Weekend goodness: Logans Birthday.

Social life will always take precedence over my homework.

And that is my downfall.

Bon Iver = my homework jams.

Finals can die.

die

die

die

die.

And:

I want you. Exactly like I used to.

And baby this is only bringing me down.

Staying.

How could I have given up that fast?

Duh, Im not leaving.

I will be paying back student loans till I die...and thats alright with me.

lets get together now

and we can feel all right.

is there a place for the hopeless sinner?

I dont really know,

But I think I'm in need of some redemption.

Some soul searching.

Im ready to know who I am,

And where it is that I belong on this world.

People say I'm naive, and that Im foolish for not having a plan.

People say that I am doing things the wrong way,

messing up right and left

making wrong choices,

hanging out with the wrong crowd.

But they dont know. They just dont.

And they think they have the right to judge the life I lead.

They dont. They just dont.

Have they ever stepped back to gain some perspective? Put themselves in my shoes, or in the shoes of another?

It doesn't seem that way to me.

I like not having plans.

The best laid plans are the ones that never work out anyways.

But then again,

Maybe I'm just like them.

Plagued.

A sickness has finally taken over my body.

Yes, I have gotten minor cold throughout the year, but those have only lasted a few days.

This, is a monster.

ughhh.