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| i hate school. senior year, i am taking complete and utter bullshit classes. there will be no stress like there was this year, and i am eternally pleased by this.
friday night, my friend's older brother had a party. having just one beer and listening to them talk about nonsense for twenty minutes before going upstairs quickly turned into taking shots, dancing in a dance circle to minus the bear, and generally not giving a fuck. i had a lot of fun and did not have to pay for it with a hangover in the morning, which was a pleasant surprise. saturday i drove literally all day, just taking sloping turns around the parking lot of my old middle school. it was great, especially because my dad is the one teaching me to drive. it's always nice to spend time with him. saturday night consisted of weed, marvin gaye, and talking about life, as most saturday nights usually do. however, i am so burnt out on all of these illegal substances. i need to have a sober weekend. looks like i'll be having one of those next week. friday is my brother's gig at his talent show, which should be pleasant, and saturday is prom. i'm going with friends because I DON'T NEED NO MAN. or because my friends invited me to go with them last minute and i hadn't planned on going before that. whichever, it doesn't really matter. | | |
| i am my parents' fuck-up child. | | |
| hi, hello, good evening. it's been a long couple of weeks, and i've neglected to record any of it in this blog. oh well.
currently it is spring break, and i've been living life in a complete haze. it's been a lot of walking around in the rain, playing the bongo drums, driving around aimlessly, and figuring myself out. my hair has been a mess, my outfits have been thrown together, and my plans have all been last-minute, but i'm honestly alright with all of it. it's nice to have friends that i don't feel the need to impress. it's wonderful to walk in barefoot in your friend's house, and to have them already sparking up a bowl with music blasting. life has been really fun. i'm supposed to have a whole bunch of new people over tomorrow, however, and that's giving me a lot of anxiety. hopefully they don't think i'm weird...despite the fact that i kind of am. haha. i just need to give off a good impression. | | |
| i am way too depressed to function. | | |
| Holly,
Regardless of what happens, I want you to know I love you. You've surpassed the title of "Best friend," though there is not a term describing such status, since you're probably the only person to ever achieve such a position. Since the first time we talked.. I mean, REALLY talked.. I think we had a connection one could not describe. Now, years later, that connection has only grown stronger, deeper. No matter what happens, I hope that connection remains.
I hope you follow your heart, your dreams, and your writing.. and that you can find happiness in even the smallest things. Celebrate the changing of the seasons: The way the sun shines through the clouds on a rainy spring afternoon, the way the butterflies flutter through the air on a carefree summer day, the way autumn steals the green hue from leaves, creating a picture-perfect view and, of course, that first blinding glance out the window come December when the night replaces the browning grass with a cloud of white snow.
Remember where you came from, recognize where you're going, and enjoy every moment you spend getting there.
Recall our late night conversations discussing, well, nothing. The petty things we once deemed of dire importance that, in retrospect, turned out to be a drop in the ocean. But above all, remember how much I loved you, how perfect our friendship was.. and is. Our friendship HAS no end, nor does my love. I'll love you forever, always, and no matter what.
Love,
Clayton
x
my best friend is so special. | | |
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