its been a very long time since i wrote on xanga.
actually since i signed on xanga.

but anyway, its really very sad to read all the past posts and comments. and i hate putting myself through it but about every six months or so, i find myself in the middle of the night, reading all the old ones.

ones from freshman year that are ridiculous and lots of the time, there are like three different posts in one hour.
ones from sophomore year, which make me jealous of the girl i was back then.
ones from junior year that make me really happy that i am not in highschool anymore.
and about two posts total from senior year. making me realize i grew up a little.

i keep thinking about why i am writing this anyway. no one reads it anymore. but i guess i just felt like writing something, because myspace and facebook really dont just give you a whole lot of room to write about whatever you want to write about.

which brings me to the point of this. what do i want? out of life. out of the rest of this summer. out of college. out of my friends. out of any guy i might ever find myself with.

i think its just too late in the night. (which is kind of sickening considering its only 12:19)

idk. i guess this will probably be the last xanga entry.
peace.