soph

maybe that wasn't such a great idea. i did have a lot of fun, anyway. i meant to be home by one; hello 4.30. but i saw everyone i wanted to see, finally saw ollie since he lost his phone... we didn't get to make out though because all our friends were always around and we're a secret from the curious masses. so then today after 3 hours of sleep i had to ride my bike like 10 thousand miles from the train station to work and fuck it almost killed me. i imagine noone else in my marathon group prepares for running 14 miles on saturday with shots and coke on wednesday. haha. you have no idea how many people have described me using the word "trooper;" but sometimes the line between "hardcore" and "stupid" is a little blurry. hmmmm. other news: ollie's maybe going to hong kong in a month: i'm really bummed. he'll be gone for at least a year. i suppose that will prevent the hardcore starting of a serious relationship that i'm not really ready for... but i'll really miss him. i guess we can be pen pals.
i'm kinda brain dead right now; sorry. everything is going a little too fast for me these days; i need to get a handle on what's going on. i hate that on-the-edge, don't even know what you're looking for feeling. it's been fogging me for quite a while...