VOID.

There used to be a post here.

It used to be a ramble about feeling empty.

It used to be about how I didn't know what I am doing here, at this moment in time.

It used to be me getting off shit off my chest, things I dont dare saying outloud.

I deleted it.

I was under the impression that leaving Pella, going to college, meant growing up. I guess I was wrong.

I keep getting lost in something.

I feel empty today. However, I'm noticing the pretty weather from the dull windows from my dorm's den. The snow is beautiful, even though it can be a bitch sometimes. Weather seems to have its ways to tap into emotions. Hmm, I like that. It must just be one of those days. Maybe those blankets of snow can fill up the emptiness later. Maybe.

I can't really put my finger on it, to be perfectly honest. It has been awhile since I've felt this empty hole in my stomach. Nothing, that I can think of, could be the reason for this feeling. I don't know, maybe I'm just losing control. Disappointment? Nostalgia? Restlessness? Hate? I don't know. I don't know much anymore, all I know is I miss being confident and alive.

We're not too far into the second semester at Iowa State, hell, it's only the second day of classes... for some reason, I'm scared and overwhelmed. It's weird, I'm quite sure everyone can relate, that some days (take for instance, the first semester) can fade within blinks, however, on other days, we're counting the sharp ticks of every second in every minute within every hour. Time... well, time just sucks.

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I just finished another movie tonight by myself. I miss having best friends and having every girl flirt with me. Maybe I'll find answers to all the questions soon. Maybe my eyes will find light again. Ha, maybe.

this meant nothing to you or me,
andrew

I feel like im in seventh grade again.

My Facebook (universe) Chat wasn't working this morning, so a good friend of mine and I decided to revive our rusty MSN messenger machines and see if it's still kicking. It was pretty crazy starting that old ghost back up. Dang, did us kids have a good time on that MSN Messenger. I remember vividly arguing with my brothers to have to computer so I could log on to shitty dial up internet and chat the night away with everybody from middle school. My first "girlfriend" was sparked up on MSN. Gosh, that's weirdly comforting thinking about that now. It's almost like a safe place in my life time line to reminisce about. Nostalgia. Shoot, I could go on for hours about the amazing, hilarious, depressing, and unforgettable conversations I had on MSN. I'm only 18 years old, but I still feel like I have the privilege to say.. I miss being a kid.

I watched Bedtime Stories tonight. Pretty good. After break, I'll have to keep you updated on all the movies I watched every morning until the crack of dawn would guide me to sleep. There's a lot to fill you in on.

I miss Taylor. She's still off in other countries spreading love. I miss her spreading her love around my world.

Hey, listen to this guy. His stuff is amazing.
www.myspace.com/raylamontagne

schoolapproaches,
Andrew

Holy Shinto, I forgot that you all cared about my life so much.

No, I didn't fall off the face of the world (sorry kids). Besides, it's not the end of the world yet, considering we all know that if I fell off the face of the world, that would be the sign of THE END OF THE WORLD. (Of course, if you take into account that it's logically possible for someone to fall off the face of the world, which in turn, is not possible at all because we have learned that the world is not flat circa the year 24. Fucking tards. Fuck the people who use the expression "falling off the face of the world". Actually fuck everyone but me. Fuckers.

I guess I can fill everyone in on what's up with my awesome life (a better life than yours, kidding. Kind of. No really, kidding...kind of.)

I think the biggest thing in my life that has destroyed my universe is this fact: THE ATLANTA FALCONS LOST TO ARIZONA LAST WEEK. Dang it. I guess it's okay though because we all know they were just video taping all of Smith's football signals. A holes.

Anybody got anything sweet for Christmas? Here's a dozy, Alex (my brother) got me an I-Home. I got him a dope ass pair of shoes. On Christmas Eve I showed him the shoes, he showed me the I-Home. We switched the two gifts and wrapped them fancy with bows. It was cute. I'm an artist when it comes to wrapping Christmas presents. So in short, I bought myself a new pair of shoes. Sweet.

I'm Facebook offically dating Emily Boyd. SCORE. Totally not pulling out. Kidding.

I'm lazy to keep typing, besides me and the bros are watching Pineapple Express. SCORE.

Here's a picture of some of us from our New Years Eve Party. PaARrrRttTTTYyYy OnNNn.




Loving break,
A-Lo