dear rain on my winda diary,
some people like to say i am not right. i took the class at the community college on deductive reasoning and i remember the slippery slope theory. the blur of the lights on the highway make me realize there is a weird beauty when the pavement is wet especially. i hate snow, but not as much as i used to. i hate being cold. my body went through a change a few years ago and i cant stand the feeling of being cold now. that was a terrible winter. i had shiver seizures and vomited twice. the shaking was uncontrollable and i could not speak. i was afraid it was going to be a permanent thing- but it finally did pass- like a grand mall seizure of america. if i sat here long enough i could prolly remember what year these events happened, but i'm not going to do that so bye.
some people like to say i am not right. i took the class at the community college on deductive reasoning and i remember the slippery slope theory. the blur of the lights on the highway make me realize there is a weird beauty when the pavement is wet especially. i hate snow, but not as much as i used to. i hate being cold. my body went through a change a few years ago and i cant stand the feeling of being cold now. that was a terrible winter. i had shiver seizures and vomited twice. the shaking was uncontrollable and i could not speak. i was afraid it was going to be a permanent thing- but it finally did pass- like a grand mall seizure of america. if i sat here long enough i could prolly remember what year these events happened, but i'm not going to do that so bye.
