Spring break. Yeah. Well it’s 3:19am and I’ve been listening to some awesome music, desperately trying to fix the awesome music that I wrote, and I’ve ending up writing a crappy poem. Such is my morning.
So Friday was like the best Friday I can remember. I stayed up all night at an amusement park where everything was free. What was really awesome was I hung out with Jon, Ben, and Mackenz from 10:30pm to 7:00am. Jon and Mackenz proceeded to make me smile by kissing rather a lot… The night was awesome but what was even better was that we hung out at Jon’s house before and we laid on their shed’s roof and looked at the stars and talked a lot about all of the problems and other shit that’s been going on. Think the seen in The Breakfast Club without the drugs. I’m sure if I feel better or worse really. I guess just more unsettled.
About the poem below, something somewhat decent in my opinion. I like it anyways. It has two meanings, the obvious one and there is also a meaning where I am addressing myself.
Oh and yesterday I watched The Breakfast Club (I wonder why…) and played tennis with Kevin and Julie.
So yeah. That’s my Spring Break so far in a nutshell. Right now I need cornflakes.
