| Damn it... I lost the game. |
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| I feel poetic, philosophical, real. |
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| So....it's been awhile. Life's been good. Junior year hasn't been as stressful as it was cracked-up to be. But I probably won't be saying that in a couple of weeks with the SAT and colloquiem. Gross. <3 Nick. =) |
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| I don't want to see you. Because I'm afraid I'll feel that spark again. You had your chance...and you lost it. Actually, I probably shouldn't worry. From past experience, I know you won't follow through. (But what if you do?) Excited as hell for Friday and Saturday.  |
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| Summer was amazing. And I don't want it to end. Ever. <3 And I miss China. A lot. Despite the fact that there are definite benefits to not being in China with a certain, crazy, nine-fingered woman looming over us. I still wish Rob could've done One Voice. I need to write again. And I wish that 10-minute video I recorded at ArtsFest would upload onto my computer. Because we're mad crazy, man. Nick. <3 We are unsuspecting and corny; therefore, I love us. It was a year - yesterday. Bitches. |
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