i am hanging on every word you say @ 1:08 p.m. on 07.19.2002

Yesterday I hung out with Keith and Nate for the first time in God knows how long. I guess one of the reasons I hadn't was because I felt kinda wierd around Keith for some reason, but yesterday it was all good, and though we hardly did anything, it was fun. They both finally got their licenses and Keith, rich bastard, got a car, a 2002 Civic LX. Ahh. And then Nate drives his mom's, a Civic EX. Damn them both.

This guy I know, John, says I seem different. That's the second time he tells me that and it kind of sucks. I don't want to be different, you know? But at the same time, I want to. I want to change.. (I've lost count of how many times I've said that) but I don't want to lose some of the good stuff I guess I have, which I find hard to identify right now.

Fuck, I've been trying to change this layout from work but for some reason I can't save JPG files here, they only save as BMP's and that's too big of a file. Fuckers!

And I'm getting really pissed off that the talkboxes don't freakin' work. What's up with that??

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