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New Years:


Resolutions:

1) Gym and running for a quarter. I know i'll go to the gym really frequently since its the end of break and im fat now, but i need to continue it for a long time is the thing. at least 10 weeks for christs sake.

2) Pass math, continue to do good in chem and physics. Mebbe better.

3) More time at library. It aint so bad.

4) Learn to surf. I have a wetsuit now. Gotta use it.

5) Go to the east coast.

6) Not come home all of spring break.

7) Costa Rica by spring 09.

8) Get a job. Cool one? Hopefully. But i need steady money.

9) Kick that snotnosed motherfucker's ass. Yea. That guy who ripped up our flag and started shit. It's on.

10) Stop pretending like things are sunny. I smack talk too much to be so cordial to people. I want to get comfortable with actively and gracefully not caring when someone walks in the room.

11) What do you think? Tell meh summin.





Omgomgomg. Concerning number 6, I really just dont want to go home at all this year. Spring break. Then summer school. Then thxgiving. Then winter break. My parents are really starting to annoy me. Starting? Sorry, fulfilled their mission to annoy me. My mom asks me if im hungry like every 4 seconds. It would be funny or cute if it wasnt every day 40 times a day and if she didnt always end the convo with 'i guess you changed'. No mom. Sometimes i will have coffee if i feel like it. Sometimes i will eat breakfast if i feel like it. Sometimes i dont like it when you ask me stupid questions. Sometimes i dont like when you do stupid things in public or in front of my friends. Get over it. And then dad. Constantly hostile. Never friendly. I realized that I dont actually know who he is. I mean. He's my dad and he's a dick. But thats now. He used to be a real person. With emotions and friends and stories. He does tell stories. But only benign ones. He doesnt tell me anything that offers real insight into who he was. And i know he has those stories because i've tried to talk to him about them. I mean, his right hand has been crippled from birth. Thats a big deal. But he never, ever talks to me about it. Okay, fine. Sore subject. But im his son. I should be able to have a convo with my dad about something so influential in his life. but i just get yelled at. Fuck him. I dont want to come back to this house for spring break. I dont want to come back in the summer. I dont want to come back for thanksgiving. I dont want to come back for next winter break. I want a year off from my family. Is that asking alot? maybe. I'll probably get a little homesick. But for serial, i need them off my back.

happy new year