the fair

the smell of cigarette smoke hits your nose like a bellyflop
the lights, the sounds
screams of terrified teens trapped seventy feet in the air by their own will
only to come flying down like the birds they aren't
seas of people ebbing and flowing
little ones running free leave you wondering, "where are his parents"
up and down and round and round you go on the carousel
down the peptobismol pink slide in a potato sack
having races, and losing
you make yourself sick in the teacups, spinning way too fast

you find old friends, and might make a few new ones
you all hit the kiddie rides over and over
don't mind the stares
who cares if you're way too old for indiana jones
or even the bumble bees
go have fun

summer-time

we only got out of school friday, two days ago. it seems so long ago.. probably because ive done so much n those two days. friday night I went to brooke's partay at randols (got to dance! that was fun) then Ashley, Angelle, and I slept over at brooke's house. we had fun, I stayed up till two. (talking to you and jesse ^^)((you know who you are)) saturday i saw iron man, should've stayed through the dang credits

i got to go swimming today!! wooooo(t)!!!!
got some sun lol :]

finished..

had to write a paper for keller on The Death of Ivan Ilych. and I had to make fill in the blank noted for simon in about 20 minutes
crazy-ness

oh yeah.. we have to finish up that geometry test tomorrow too


wohoo