Fight fires in your best clothes.

Touch skin with your eyes closed.

Chase thunder with the volume down.

Pack a suitcase.

Wander to the next town.

Apply all your efforts to become the highest mountain of all and strain your potential until it cries for mercy.

There is absolutely nothing I enjoy more than discussing politics with my dad. I think I've been craving intellectual conversations. I don't remember the last time anything gave me this sense of satisfaction with life. I've been so bored with conversations with my peers, and to be able to talk to someone with perspective is rejuvenating.

If I don't elope

"I got accepted to BYU."
"Yeah you're gonna get married next year."

I figure I might as well start planning my wedding. Just kidding. But seriously, I'm so doing this at my wedding.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p7TrU4_-JTY

The second half of this song completely destroys me.

I'm going to purge my life. I need to live simpler. I think I would be a lot happier without all these things. Everything is a burden and I don't like being tied down. I don't want anything. I don't want any of it.

On being young

Sometimes I think I'm out of control. I wish I knew how to organize my thoughts and feelings. But instead they just whirl around my brain. And it's nearly impossible to keep track of my emotions. I'll love something one day and then hate it the next. If I could show you what the inside of my head looks like it would probably resemble the Chicago underground transit.

Everything in my life is so ambivalent. I hate the things I love. I can't get enough of the things I can't stand. And sometimes things are so ugly that it is beautiful. I'll do things that I hate, just because I love to. I'm passive but I pick fights. I say things I don't mean, And I never say the things I mean. I care too much and then not at all. I cry because I'm happy and cry because I'm sad. I would like a relationship but that is the last thing I want. I do things because they hurt. I want to help you, but I'll probably end up just pushing you over. I trust you, but might never tell you anything. I want to run, but I'd like to stay. I care about what you think, but I don't. Nothing is static.

I wish I knew how I felt about things. I wish I knew how to be consistent in my thoughts and feelings. Someday I'll know just how I feel. I'll grow up someday.

I'm so mellow today. It's nice. That is all.

Reasons I'm not doing math homework

1. I don't want to.

Blahh. More than you wanted to know about how I'm feeling

Would it be bad if I just threw up all over you? I'm sick today and anyone who is in close proximity is at risk of being puked on. It's really not a bid deal if you're into that kinda thing. Some people are. Dogs maybe. Moral of the story: Don't come close unless you like shirts made of vomit.