Run to space on the horizon.

My favourite part of Google Chrome is how it just randomly closes all my tabs. This seems only to happen when I come to blogspot to blog. It then says on my post count that I have one more post than I actually do. I checked "Edit Posts" and nothing is there. Oh well. I love the Internet.

I have unrealistic expectations of life itself and I suppose that everyone does. I like to pretend that everything will go my way, but nothing ever does. I could have it right in the palm of my hand, but the wind picks it up and takes it forever away from me. I can never jump into things; I have to sit there and analyze the pros and cons and later the state of my stomach.

To be honest, this is why I had so much apprehension to telling Rob I liked him back in Autumn. My stomach would twist about and I had butterflies (Which, I guess, is just normal). I mean, the thought of being with him scared me. I hardly knew this kid, but I liked him. It took me forever to finally admit to myself that I liked Michael. I do believe that it was his way with words. But then again, how many other girls have you been telling this garbage to, Robert?

My house seemed so foreign to me after you explained to me that you sort of liked me or whatever. You didn't at all and it became painfully obvious after you jumped into your relationship with Jenna. You can act like such an ass to me, but I still can't move on. I never dated you and I don't understand why you've snatched my mind and heart. It's not fair.

All I can think about is your stupid face and your stupid long hair and your stupid blue eyes. All I can see is your stupid walk and your stupid facial hair. All I can feel is your stupid arms around my stupid self and how much I wanted for that to be us forever.

I want to be able to tell somebody this crap, but I know I can't. Moving on.

School's been good. I've finally taken that AP exam and a mighty weight has been lifted off my shoulders. Besides the girl Katie who chewed gum the entire exam behind me and the kid who essentially ate his pen cap noisily; it was good inside the exam. I heard the three bands play loudly in the auditorium. Generally, I can work pretty well through noise, but I couldn't this time. They're really good though. If it was during another time, I would have really enjoyed just listening to them.

Jaxson is quietly sleeping on the cold tile next to the red foot rest. He really likes sleeping on tile. He's twenty-eight pounds now. I love him so much. I feel like I have more reason to be pro-active. I have another to protect.

I had a badminton party tonight. We're Conference Champs! We haven't won anything for badminton since '75. That's thirty-six years. What now!? Coach said that our banner is so old that they're getting us a brand new one. I'm so happy.

I've never really felt a whole team unity before; I have experienced it today. It's a good feeling.