the dying breaths of a blog

this blog is inches from destruction, for undisclosed reasons. i feel a need for change. that change may be the tearing down of this page, and the creation of something new. or maybe even the tearing down of this page, and the creation of nothing new. i'll know in a couple of days what i should do.

i wish that i could read minds. however, i suppose that if i were given that ability, all of the suspense would be drained from my life, and i'd eventually become bored. i sometimes just get wary of not knowing what's going on.

i've lost nearly 5 pounds in the last week, and i haven't an explanation. well, except for my appetite, which doesn't actively exist anymore. at least it's not the appetite i used to know. the one that always demanded to be appeased. i find myself eating 2-3 meager meals a day, reaching "fullness" after hardly anything.

the varsity boys reigned victorious in their game yesterday - 8 goals to none. they made my heart glad.


i suppose that's all for now. i'm pretty tired, and i have some school work to tend to.


byeeeee.

so long, sweet summer

[the end]

your words hit like a train

it's like you know what i'm thinking
and whatever you want to say
always comes out the perfect way


sunny blunder had a show last night at NBT,
my amp died in the middle of a song.
cool, huh.


school is starting in two days. that's too soon. there's still so many things i want to do. mmm. whateverrr. i'm still working on my schedule. it's starting to look like i'll be taking a minimal amount of classes at GCS, and a handful from Piedmont Tech/home.




"you are the star that's in my sky
and i am yours and you are miiiiine"
[listening to: the rocket summer]
[mood: heh]

you have my attention, like you've had all the while

i'm sitting alone in my house. i could probably list about eight better uses for my time than blogging, but i need to write. it helps to clear my mind- and at the moment, my mind resembles a tropical storm. alot has been happening in my life lately.

last night, one of my younger twin brothers, Caleb, got sick with a fever. this morning, he was still doing terribly, after throwing up several times, having an abnormally high temperature, and complaining of a headache, and just not being himself at all. after i showered, i drove my mom and caleb to the Abbeville Hospital, in hopes that they'd be able discover the cause of his illness (my other brother, Josh, and my Dad went to our new house to paint while we went to the hospital). I waited in the van, not knowing that the afternoon would last as long as it did. Juan Bonetti (who was treating Caleb) came out to the van and told me that they were going to need to take Caleb to the emergency room to give him an IV because he was really dehydrated and not doing so well. so i drove around the hospital to the emergency room side, and waited for even longer. finally, my mom came out and told me that i could come inside. as i entered the room, i saw my small, fragile brother laying in the hospital bed, wrapped in his favorite blanket, and hooked to an IV. he seemed really tired, but he was able to talk. they finally discovered that he has strep throat, so they prescribed him antibiotics and did various other procedures.

in the meantime, i had to leave the hospital to run errands in greenwood (the majority of which ended up being less than successful). and here i am at home, counting down the hours before i must leave for work at 8 o'clock. i'm the epitome of unenthusiastic.

i decided two days ago that i'm not going to be playing soccer this year. there are alot of things that led me to this decision - believe me, it wasn't an easy one. you can ask me about sometime if you want. i don't feel like writing it all out on here right now.




sunny blunder update

that's all for now.