early one morning, with time to kill. i borrowed jeb’s rifle and sat on the hill. i saw a lone rider, crossing the plain. i drew a bead on him to practice my aim. my brother’s rifle went off in my hand. the shot rang across the land. the horse he kept running, the rider was dead. i hung my head, i hung my head…
Today is exactly 12 weeks until my Eighteenth birthday on December 16 and I have set myself a new goal. I want to fit into that dress in Soot. Concept Store for my birthday night. It’s amazingly beautiful but I cannot zip it up. I lost between 10-15 kilos over the past few years but I’ve put some back on in all the wrong places, and it’s really dragging me down. So, today I opened a new door in my life. Starting Monday I’m on a nutritional plan for eating and doing a personal training session each week and other fitness classes on top of that. I am beyond excited, all I want it to fit into clothes I adore. I am in no reason fat, the fat that I have just isn’t sitting where it should be. 8-10 kilograms in 12 weeks is possible, beyond possible. All I gotta do is commit to it and be happy about what will be of my life in 12 weeks.
There is no need to act like a twelve year old girl. Deleting people out of your internet life isn’t going to get rid of your problems. You had no right to do anything that you did because I did nothing to deserve it. I would never underestimate or deny you anything in life, but you obviously could do that to me because you did it. No one will ever understand why I hate you so much and why I can never look you in the eyes again. This is not the life I hoped for you. I’m guessing that you are happy with whatever you have turned out to be, but you are not the person I loved. You never will be. I have grown used to not seeing your face anymore, and I enjoy it being that way. I enjoy being happy without you. Have a wonderful life, have a great time pushing away all of your problems.
BREAK EVEN - No one will ever comprehend how much this band means to me. A few friends and I went to the Title Fight/Touche Amore/Break Even/Headaches show last night and I can honestly say it was one of the best nights of my life. I could’ve spent years just standing there and listening to Break Even make music. It’s not only amazing to hear, but it’s engaging to witness. Their energy and passion for the music is incredible. After losing a band member on November 18th in 2008, they kept going because they knew they couldn’t stop doing what they loved. And they knew they wouldn’t forget him. Their album has brought some many memories to my life and I don’t think I could be any happier than I was last night watching them. On a side note, my love for Touche Amore quadrupled last night, even though it was intensely high before. As for Title Fight, holy freaking fuck - ‘This is our Last Song’ - Brisbane nearly tore the roof of the Old Museum. And the tour manager fucked Kelso right off, got charged for assault. I will love this night forever.