Wear TOMS.

They're good for the world.

What in the world would life be like all alone?
If I didnt have my best friend, or any of my friends?
If you didnt have any of yours?

My heart is broken, severed into many pieces.
Life goes on.
Friends come, they go. Unfortunately, they go.

Letters

Writing a letter.
But how do I tell you what I mean? How I get you to understand how I'm feeling, how much I miss you, and wish you could be home?

How do I tell you how worried I am?
A page of words cant substitute for our long drives, and late night calls.

A month passed. Nearly two now.
You left, a brother and a best friend, You'll return a Marine, a brother, and still a best friend.
I can only pray that my letter from home reaches you safely and that you read my words, and feel my love, and know how I miss you, and remember the fun times, and the not so fun times.

That time we went to Sonic and I drank all your strawberry limeade.
When I found out you'd been drinking.
Bus rides, and camps.
The last time we hung out.
Saying goodbye...

Tonight

Tonight is my first night of serious high school homework.

So much to do, so little time. So of course, I use that time to blog about the homework I should be doing.

Overwhelmed with homework, what to do first, what's most important? Should I study for the test before I do the vocab, since it's worth more points?

And after I figure all this out, is it time to actually get the work done?

You know, my basic analytical mind at work.

Justin disrupts my homework and gives me a break from the work I've barely started.

Here's the issue: I have too many thoughts. And with too many thoughts, how can you focus on the one track of Spanish, or Lit, or Civics? Well, let me just tell you, you can't.

So intstead I'll think back to the sunrise in Jamaica...and deal with tomorrow, tomorrow.

The Best Friend

I was just alerted that I have not made one single post dedicated to my best friend. He's insulted.

Benjamin.

What a fantastic person. We laugh, and cry, and dominate life together in a very awesome style that only best friends like us could accomplish. He talks like Sid the Sloth and that always makes me laugh, and we chat all night on the Book of Faces. I adore his family, what marvelous folks. Ben is epic. Ben embodies maturity, sensitivity, fun, lightheartedness, and joy.

The grandest bus buddy on earth. I knew you were destined for greatness when I could spend 9 hours sitting next to you and not feel bored one time. The memories overflow in my mind.

I love you, best friend.

The random thoughts...

I am terrified of my alarm clock. Just so you know. I wake up each morning before it goes off, and then hit snooze only to lie in my bed thinking "When is it going to go off?" The sound makes me jump, even when it's Mayday Parade.

I've decided to drink a ton more water this school year. It's healthy and delicious.

Mmmm...Aqua.

P.E. makes me want to commit suicide. 1st period, each morning. What a waste of getting ready for school. 16 more weeks till that's over forever.

I hate college, it took all my friends away. Thanksgiving mocks me with its distance.

Labor Day will arrive quickly though. <3

Don't you wish that I had something of substance to write about. Well to be perfectly honest.

So do I.

But substance seems to be lacking as of late.

School is monotonous. People the same. Sad thing is, there's no room for substance in monotony.

My right lung left for Lynchburg this week, and what a sad thing that was. Of course, my right lung is safely fastened in my body, but when someone you love leaves, it feels as though you have lost something vital. Something you cannot survive without.

But of course I will survive. Thanksgiving isnt too far off.