Stewpot the Hobo.

So, I just had this sudden memory of fifth grade. We used to do these "reading group" things where we'd pick a book and like...five other people would read the book and we'd all have to discuss it.
And I remember this one book...I don't remember the title, but there was this character named Stewpot and he was a hobo. He lived in an old train car or some shit. Anyway. We all HATED this book. So we called Stewpot the Hobo...

Stupid the Homo. Instead.

HAHAHAHAHA. Oh, man. HAHAHA.

XD

P.S. Today was a snow day, but my mother insisted on making my life hell instead of allowing me to enjoy it. She told me, and I quote, "Nobody wants you here." Yeah. I can't wait to go to college.

Wishful Thinking.

Snow day, snow day, please, snow day...

Please.

Thanksgiving.

Life has been...interesting lately. I got into the college of my dreams. I'm going to be leasing a horse soon. I'm almost halfway through my senior year. My home life, as usual, has been hellish.

But things are certainly looking up.

I've got plenty to be thankful for.


"Reality leaves a lot to the imagination."
-John Lennon

Daydreams Confirmed.

I just received my acceptance letter from Findlay. I'm mailing in my $100 deposit in a little while. I. Am so. Happy.


I GOT IN, I GOT IN, OH MY GOD, OH MY GOD, I GOT IN!

Oh my god.