the moon is stuck in the ceiling, we're swimming through ghosts

For no reason, last night I went to Idaho with Dave. We drove through foggy country streets and stopped when we saw a sign for the site of the Bear River Massacre. We stopped to see the stars and when we got out the sky was alive and glowing with so many stars that we were mesmerized.

We heard howling and beeps in the black distance. We heard drums and music and stared harder into the night. Back in the car we stared reading the plaque, glowing from my headlights.

"This is the sight where hundreds of Shoshone were killed."

We stopped there. We reversed and flew back down the road in the direction we had come. Patches of fog rolled over the silent street in the middle of nowhere. We turned on Radical Face and waited until we were far away to speak.

Then we wondered and laughed and drove and got lost and I did my homework at 3 a.m.

<3 adventures.

life lessons pt. 2

I hate when people put cryptic messages on their facebook statuses directed at their signnifigant others.

Yes, we know that "Sometimes a girl just wants a boy that will listen and put her first" is referring to your relationship. and it is awkward.

Someday I will know how to write about feelings again, until then that is what I have to say.

trying...

Today is hilarious. Hilarious because I struggle so bad at school that I waited till this morning to add classes. All options were full. After walking into several packed classes and sheepishly commenting about how there was no room and backing out with a mumbled "sorry", I am now in an asian studies class. Which I am late for because I am writing this blog. Maybe it doesn't sound hilarious... More later.

not all who wander are lost

I am hoping that by tomorrow, when school starts, I have to motivation to do something/anything. I have been lounging in my bed all afternoon and when my mom called, I didn't answer because the thought of telling her I have done absolutely nothing was annoying.

Back in Logan, life is slow. I miss plans a little bit. I only took one picture on New Year's, it was a nice a night though. I think I was in the most perfect place when the clock hit midnight. Overlooking the whole valley and watching fireworks and more fireworks. Also I was wearing tiger print tights. Happy New Year.

That is the previously mentioned singular picture, myspace style because it was just us. When I presses my forehead to glass at midnight and let the thoughts about next year run through my head I was glad.

I don't even have all my classes yet. I wonder why I am not graduating on time. Despite all of this, I am so happy with life's direction.