On Track

On Track

it is a "i have all these feelings and didn't realize that i would start having troubles with goodbyes this goddamn early" but Gig Harbor High School's Cross-Country and Track programs have meant more than sometimes I even realize to me over the past four years, and I would never have guessed it in a million years. few things are better than working and competing and getting better next to people who love you for who you are and want only the best for everyone out there. i guess i kind of am a community person.

Through literally sweat, blood, and tears, Gig Harbor distance runners remain one of the greatest groups of people I've had the pleasure of knowing. And running has always been there for me. So thank you, to everyone I've been lucky enough to call my teammate.

rock-a-bye baby in the treetop when the wind blows the cradle will rock when the bough breaks the cradle will fall and down will come the swift hammer of justice upon the irresponsible fucks who left their infant in a tree

after three years of love I figured it was time for some new rainbows

this is how we work

conversations: GARWHAWHRILGUAHERG

me:VWEQIODSIOQNDSUQFW HEO QIO iodviodioqcdioefwhiogrghionv vioqfqf

kristen: what use your words jackielove

jackie: explanation kristen: WHAT FUCK glkdfjhaualhgkdfshgdfkjg grawwww

In Which I Make Multiple Lists

Things that are bad:

losing senior project binder

not doing homework

not having a prom dress

writing poems

Things that are good:

sunny drives

observing track meets

birthdays

economics

sandwiches with pickles in the sun

half days

long weekends

people I like

awards banquets and chunky medals

frozen yogurt

free t-shirts

sunglasses

sun

i mean really look

we have sun and it's exciting

I thus conclude life as a second semester is not, contrary to frequently expressed perception, The Devil. 

On Tyler

Tyler had to delay a bro night the other day so this serves as partial consolation. (I’m sorry.)