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Yesterday sucked and today was very sad.

Well, okay, yesterday really sucked and today was only kinda sad, but Im definately gonna have tons of missing people to do over the summer.

I shouldn't, I know, but I will. I spoke my philosophy, but nobody listened.

And there was a reason behind it, too. This was it. Dumb dumb me...

Anyway, I on Friday, Sarah and I went up to a bonfire party at Foo's house.

I can't say I had too much fun.

Well, okay, strike that, I did have fun, but I don't really think it's worth so much anymore.

What is my point? Maybe that I didn't enjoy myself as much as I used to, but Im not sure.

Foo ended up getting drunk and putting his head through the wall. That might have been the most enjoyable part of the evening.

I got home the next morning at exactly 11:48 and had to be at work by 12:00.

Then I worked until 8:00, stopped by my uncle's house, and finally got to my dad's house and tried to sleep after grilling shishkabobs at 10:00 at night.

Today I went to Punxsutawney for my serious serious last time. Everyone's last day is Wednesday, and although I've been gone for a whole semester now, it makes me sad that no one at all is gonna be together.

I guess next fall it'll all be somewhat better, but I seriously wanted to cry.

I don't know what brought on this sudden urge of sadness, but definately those people kick ass and are some of the best I've ever known.

Anyway, long and rambling post, and now I have to sleep because I have to get up at 6:00 for work.

As long as I don't have some weird ass dream again, I think it'll be a-ok.

2005-05-02 - 12:18 a.m.
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My name is Colby. Im 19 years old and in my first year of college in Pennsylvnia. This diary dates back to my junior year of highschool. It's incredibly pointless, but it's mine.


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