I’m sitting here late at night pondering whether I should do my homework or not. I can’t really go to bed because my taken nap prevents me from getting any further sleep. I feel at ease and accomplished. I thank god.
I really am happy. We didn’t even place, but I’m happy. I shed no tears of sadness today. As I heard someone getting 3rd, I knew in my head that everybody was just as confused as I was. Our dance was beast and nothing can get me down about it.
Are you sure you're friends i think what you did was fucked up
It was very fucked up. It’s good knowing that I fucked up a perfectly good thing. It’s nice knowing that somebody knows my private business. It’s great knowing that it was entirely my fault because it was.
I haven’t brought up the topic of checkpoints in a while. I still do measure time with checkpoints. Me along with others have reached a checkpoint that has been placed a little to early in the race, I-nite. The feeling is hard to put into words, but its there. I finally know how it feels to be a senior.
Thanks to Dancers, Sponsors, and the Asian Club board. Another checkpoint to come. Sitting at home not out and about. Whatever.
It may be because of my passive aggressive attitude right now, but I think someone fucking it up is a good thing. I love having something to bring me down. This week is going to be hell for everyone, not only me. Running to the finish