It was a good weekend, save the fact that I lost my 500 dollar camera. But gained in priceless memories. Corny, I know, fuck you.
All Night Grad, performing our songs, even though I couldn't hear myself. It went through my mind that this is possibly the last time I will ever perform with Really Hot Tea. I'm gonna miss it so much. I'm sure we'll all go on separately and perform with different people, but I'll never forget you guys. And I doubt I'll ever have as much fun with anyone else than you guys. I guess in the summer we could play, but I don't know where.
I enjoyed the grass fight, Anthony. Yes, you won. Yes, I got very dirty.
I will forever have the Tyler vs. Robbie sumo fight in my memory.(And on my phone!)
The next night was even better, at Matt's place. I've never really been to a party before. Nor have I ever had Milwaukee's Best, which makes me shudder at what Milwaukee's Worst tastes like. Sampson, though I have scrapes and bite marks, is the coolest dog ever.
But the walk home, the hour and a half or so trek back to Zack's house, is what stands out the most. It was warm, moist, foggy, and fireflies were everywhere. We walked, playing Sigur Ros from Zack's phone, and I don't know if I've ever had a better time. Two dogs started following us. And I kept stepping on my love's shoe laces. And I spun around and got dizzy. And we thought we heard voices but it was actually just toads. It was just so peaceful, and we talked the whole time, about what was, what is, and what will be. Just everything. And just being outside makes me feel good. Sometimes my room feels like a jail cell. But if I go outside, whats the point in taking a walk, in a circle, just to come back to this room? Plus, Walden isn't nice to walk around. Especially at night.... Also, I've already walked all of these streets so many times. Anyway, the whole walking thing made me make a resolution. I am going to go backpacking at some point in my life. Think of the places you'd see and the people you'd meet. It'd be awesome.
The computer is beginning to just make me feel depressed and useless when I use it. Goodnight.
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