Monday, April 4, 2011

Liquid gold

I love my morning green juices.

Super Sunny Sundays.

I woke up early. My parents bought me two new pairs of jeans and I wore the black ones today. I wore my camp shirt for the first time since camp today. I rode my bike. My dad drove me around to apply at a whole bunch of jobs and then got me a whole bunch of spinach, strawberries, cucumbers and apples. I drank a whole bunch of veggie juice. My mom was super cool and cleaned my room for me, washed all my sheets, and put all my clothes away. It was warm out. I laughed, I loved, I enjoyed the day, and appreciated nature. It was a beautiful, sunny sunday. Awesome, awesome day.

New Jeans!!

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Fun day Sunday

I woke up super early and spent all morning going around Vine St. applying for jobs. I hope I get one soon. I want moneyz nowz. I applied at alot of places, including alot of restaurants. The smell of the food was intoxicating, in a good way...sorta. I got super hungry seeing everyone eat and smelling all those wonderful smells, especially the waffles at Waffle House. And delicious food at Denny's...OH BOY! I just might be the crankiest person on the planet when I am hungry. But then I had a huge glass of watermelon juice and everything was okay!

Saturday, April 2, 2011



I like the peace
in the backseat,
I don't have to drive,
I don't have to speak,
I can watch the country side

Friday, April 1, 2011

My weekend of juice feasting begins with a nice cold glass of spinach-apple juice for dinner. Cheers!

Bahaha


Waking up to reality after being in an amazing dreamland for like eight hours is such a trip. It takes a couple minutes to get your life back together and sort out what's real and what's not. I had such good dreams and to realize they were all lies is so..So.. Lame? Maybe thats the right word. I like dream land. It was good. Stuff that would probably never happen in real life happens in dreams. It's great and depressing at the same time.


Enjoying the thought of the person I used to be
the things I was proud of
the things I regret
some things I remember
some things I forget
well that's just me
before we met