I was way too stoked to find out that my gum was sugar-free.
I think that I’ve found another group of people where I feel like I belong. It’s too bad I’m not living with them next year.
My life feels like a mess.
I got tricked by a couple of cute Korean girls into listening about Jesus for five minutes. Damn. Well played Jesus, well played.
I met some new people today. Will I see them again? I really hope so.
I’d really love to sleep. I’m not even mad, i just want to sleep.
I can’t seem to catch a break sometimes.
My brother got accepted to one of the state schools he applied to. My mom had to be the one to tell me. He could get married and I wouldn’t even know until the wedding invite — IF I got an invite. Sigh. My brother and I will never be close.
The hopeful reserve is the awareness that things are not as bad as you think they are. When you are feeling down, imagining that things are really bad, but you know deep down that everything, just as it is, is really wonderful, then you are drawing on that hopeful reserve. Once you discover it, the hopeful reserve is incredibly powerful and absolutely limitless.
If I fail, it won’t be for a lack of effort — in all facets of my life.
Nah dawg, it’s me from freshman year I think. Of course it looks like me
The future is an infinite hope.