wrote this awhile back. edited though.

looking to the distance, he sees a light.
the light he's been seeking for many months.
he hears their cries for him to turn around,
but he won't miss this opportunity.
he's been dying for this moment his whole life.
-dying; the key word-
he walks towards it, each step hesitated.
his excitement might get the best of him.
this is real. so very real.
his feet won't go fast enough.
he stops, he wants to enjoy this.
but that stop pushes him back.
farther away, the lights fading quick.
he runs to catch it, but now it's gone.
it's dark, black, cold.
then light. lots of light.
faces appear.
his sprint to death...


unsuccessful.

my minds been a'buzzin all night long.

-me and shayn just broke up, like ten minutes ago.

-my ipods dying.

-my father taught me a new word today: ennui

-i want texting back more than anything.

-i wish i was UNGROUNDED!

-my life is like a toilet bowl, and my parents have officially flushed me.

-i'm checkin out my car tomorrow :D :D :D

-and i'm getting new mocs.

-i look snazzy right now.

-i'm rockin a canada shirt, eh?

-i need chapstick super bad.

-now i wanna watch Superbad. and Nell.

-DAD! LET'S GO TO BLOCKBUSTER.

-i need a job uber bad.

-hire me?

-i'm a hard worker! i smell nice! i'm a good dancer!

-hahaha, nobody will even read this.

-let alone give me a job.

-farewell.

i love my friends.

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by: Brendan Thomas and Anthony Leto

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house arrest

start- january 2nd
end- sometime before february (??)

Being grounded will be the death of me. It seems i'm grounded at least once a month. I'm not a bad child. I'm simply just in the wrong place, at the wrong time. And being put in certain positions, I always make the wrong choice. But this time, at least the event was worth being grounded for, unlike numerous other times. This time's not that bad, either. I usually kick and scream over losing privledges, but I was completely calm being stripped of the little respect my parents still held for me. My mother didn't even yell at me. She just discussed the matter with me, like a normal person.

Since i've been grounded, i've had several dreams involving being kicked out, or running away. Weird, huh? Maybe it's a sign. I'm not sure. I want to get away though. Away from it all. I want to get my plymouth, and travel this world, to places unknown.

I want to discover something new, and keep it to myself. A place for me, and only me. It shall be breathtaking, peaceful, and (most importantly) warm. Ha. So far, this life hasn't impressed me much. I want to be like those people who could die at any second, and be completely satisfied with their life. I don't feel i'll ever get there. But i want to. I want to get far in life. I have certain people I want to meet, and many places I want to see. Like Norway or Great Britain.

Who wants to join me?