I really enjoy taking my bike, and just riding.No particular place to go, or certain time to leave, just feel the infinite time under me, and then go.It is honestly all around the best feeling i've ever had. the only lasting one ne ways.Riding helps me think, and is relaxing.i am convinced that if i had to go without, i would not be able to go on...yeah, riding is good.

Yeah so at first i thought it would be like this for just a while, like a couple months tops, but shi*t, i think this is just how its gonna be.and that is really depressing.i gotta figure out how to make a few things good again, and by the wayu, is it just oconto or does senior year suck for every highschool?Honestly, this is the worast year ever.and the worst part is that now i cant even drink, or smoke the feelings away because those things depress me.just the other night i gave drinking a try at my friend house, and we got hammered and smoked, and had a good time, but thats not where i wanna b. i feel so rong, or out of place when im there.I cant wait, 4and a half years and i will be gone, im not sure where ne more, but somewhere else.i cant stay here with the a**hole people, and the memories....oy, tlk about shi*tty.

Last weekend was pretty nuts, it was gay at first cuz i spent all saturday at my grandmas wedding.by the way this is her 3rd one in 3 years.what kind of grandma does that?w/e because saturday night me and bret and justin went out to a big party. it was craise. Netzer blew through a electric fence when he left, and we took his beer. Some really stuck on herself chick got laid out by a grl 3 times her size.She dropped so fast it was scary.Then at about 4 me and brett were dtil upstairs when the party move to another house.we decided to stay in the ttrashed hay mow, and break all he bottles on the walls.It was a good time.oy, and brett finally tried jagger. he never tried it because we are always so poor we just buy vodka, but we borrrowed abottle from the cooler.Ah yes, and that beautiful......early.......bright......loud......sunday morning.....oy. i hate mornigs. Next weekends gotta beat this one, and i get paid on friday, and me and court and whoever are goin to some haunted house, after getting sloshed.i, frikin sick though, my throat, and nose...forget about it.i need dayquill.