thinking about grade twelve... all the stupid things i did... a lot of it i laugh about. but some of it.. i just think back on with embarrassment. then i think about what i'm doing now and realize i'm going to feel like an idiot in about three days. everything seems so significant, so intense, so real in the moment and then a few days later you realize your head's been in the clouds and want to curl up into a ball and sleep for a few days.
so em, for your sake, and mine, and everyone else's, apparently, i will shut up and get a grip and be realistic. and i'll stop pushing people away. i shall return to the monotonous risk-free ways of before, and then i can't get hurt or, heaven forbid, piss you off. thank you for opening my eyes to my flaws.

ha.. i am back..
who would have thought. one more site to distract me... im pretty sure im the best procrastinator in the world....
i have nothing to say right now, being in a biology lecture and learning about embryos and blastomeres and such things. i should probably pay attention. but that hasnt happened yet today so im not counting on it happening right now.