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| Union and Keene
Sunday, Oct. 12, 2003 | 10:18 a.m.
On the corner of Union and Keene, there is this crossing guard who waves to all traffic. He seems like a really nice guy, and I look forward to greeting him as I take Jesus to school. It feels nice waving to the man, it really does. Yesterday was Homecoming. For the most part, I had an alright time. What made it an alright time? Well, the fact that I can't dance seemed to play a big part in it. No matter how much I try, I just can't seem to loosen up at these parties and just dance away. I just can't, and for that I wanted to leave real early. I felt like such an asshole to Eliana, because I wanted to leave. I got in my car, and I wanted to drive. But I didn't. I searched for my camera, and came back...because I wanted to be with her. I was there for her, not anyone else. She wanted me there. She asked me there. I danced a little, and had a bit of fun. Yet, I still left. I had a few beers, nothing major, yet wanted to leave. I wasn't having a fun day at all. I guess the only reason why I even went to Countryside Lanes was to see Eliana one last time. Who knows the last time I will see her, and everyone else from DHS. I took off next Friday and Saturday for a trip I am not even going to. I just know I am going to get the short end of the stick. I am going to get ignored, and not have any fun with the person that I want to have fun with. Just like every single time I hang out with her, I feel like I am taken for granted. I think I will just go to work those days. I think I am going to learn how to dance, that way I can have fun next time if I get invited to another dance.
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