people.

no one writes anymore. i used to check blogs daily. now, maybe it will be monthly and i am constantly disappointed. because no one writes anymore. including me. im the leader of the pack.

memory of the weekend: watching the Clemson-Wake Forest game in front of old men on The Hill. their comments were hilarious and entertaining. i love old men.

quote of the weekend: "what in the hell..." (in southern accent) referencing an awful offensive play call.

picture of the weekend: close your eyes and imagine the beautiful autumn leaves

:)

words

sometimes i cant think of something to say for the life of me. i just sit and think and wonder what i should do. i go over the events of the day in my mind, trying to pull a funny story. sometimes i lie and make up something that happened, just to fill the void. sometimes i refuse to say anything and allow the awkwardness of silence to stretch out before me like a lonely desert night. sometimes i make up excuses for my dullness: i have a headache. i am tired. im bored with life. i am thinking about a paper i have to write [or an exam i have to take]. and so, here is my silence. may it wash over you:

did you enjoy? or was that awkward?