Blaaack socks, they never get dirty. The longer you wear them, the stronger they get. Sooooooometimes i think i shoud launder them, something keeps telling me "don't wash them yet. Not yet not yet, not yet...NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT yet!"

oh the good old days of "ticka-ticka tee tee ticka ticka ta" Elementary school was the greatest!! My biggest concern was what color of biker shorts i should wear with my new t-shirt and whether or not i should sit next to the cute boy at lunch; he may be cute, but he still has cooties! Then we grow older, and school gets so dramatic. HE LIKES HER AND NOT ME...WAAAAAAAAH. i'm glad to be past all of that business. However we soon reach high school and things get complicated. School becomes more imporant, but the distractions are almost unbearable. Life becomes one big mess and it is our job to get to the bottom of it. It's stressful, but in the end enjoyable just the same. I came out of high school not regretting a thing. College is a big step. It's going from the comforts of high school to a new land. A land where no one knows your name, nor do they care what your name is. In college you are a number, just a number among hundreds of other numbers. It's hard to grasp at first, i went from having many friends and loads of support from family (friends as well) to being 4 hours away with no one. (minus you Sarie...and a few others, you have all stood by me! and you know who you are!) Now i sit here and reflect upon my freshman year in college...i don't know what to say about it exactally. I enjoyed parts of it (it isn't over yet..about a month an a half left) but for the most part, it was terrible. Next year is a whole new start for me. A fresh beginning. I hope that fresh beginning with it brings a new happiness...something i can love...something i can be proud of...something worth all the work. But oh, to be in elementary school again.