Snow covers the ground. All I hear is the unsteady shuffle of my feet as I sift through it down the now-hidden street, over the crunchy lawn, up the glistening driveway. The kitchen light is on and before I reach the backdoor I feel my body fill with warmth. It steeps within me, slowly brewing inside and melting the biting cold

its cold up here in tallahassee

I'm currently watching some of my best friends press their faces against a glass table from underneath and trace it with a dry-erase marker.

God I love being a highschool grad.

So I'm back from Costa Rica, two words- FUCKING AWESOME.

I'm writing this for my friend Andrea, who is currently gnawing on my arm. Fucking bitch.

she's just a sweet transvestite from transexual transylvania.

in costa till june 2

congrats class of 2005

17 school days and counting

Listening to: Burning Down the House
Reading: Catch 22

I can't wait for this year to be over. My friends just pulled a prank and got caught. 5 day suspension. they're at risk of not graduating. It's so stupid the school is being really ridiculous. no damage was done at all to the cars, they wrote on the windows with glass chalk-completely harmless. it sucks. im over talking about it but i know im going to have to defend them for the next week. i want to be done with it, i dont want to have to see these damn people again.

I'm so stressed and restless. I want to be done with high school. with the stupid drama and the tension. argh this is so ridiculous. oh well. bite the bullet sarah, come on.

so angry