yoga underage poets walking road kill burnt popcorn

long title but very deserving.

the day is long. the road is long.

so my team wasnt all that great at being prep but only cus the other team was two girls in plaid skirts and knee high socks...with two guys who looked sharp as hell.

wtvr.





followed in my elders footsteps and took out some nice books from the library. i'll show em to moses apon my arrival back home to my messy room.

did yoga today, that was very relaxing, definatly not as good as last time. but okay none the less...

rediscovered my little bookie. gotta love that.

i hate childrens shows of the now. they are SO garbage SO traaash. nothing like what i watched/watch still. im babysitting and i burnt popcorn and now the house smells like ace hole.

So today was alright i supose, spent a lot of time in the smaller than nothing library. which was actually kinda sweet. helped good old bruce find some books before cassie made me leave with her but whatever no big deal, we're still buds me and good old bruce. after school i went to kelsis and we talked and ate cake, but then she confronted me about mr.jones and i didnt know what to say. i left shortly after. i was walking home and singing to myself and watching canadien geese and it was lovely and then i saw an unrecognizeable animal, squashed by a car on the side of the road. you got it road kill.

i stopped singing and walked home in silence.