MY track season is over, and it feels like my clockwork-complacency is already kicking in. i don't have to run anymore!

actually, i'll miss the after-school comradery and daily fitness of being on the track team. in review, i actually wish i had ran on the long runs, because i could have, but didn't due to the swaying peer pressure of seth and larry. you'd be amazed. larry will call you a faggot if you run far. what the fuck?

i'm glad for those guys like devin and mustafa who're coming up in the running game. today, on our way home after-school, mustafa looked at the unleaded gas price at arco and recognized a running statistic. that's sick!

or not.

but yeah, it's all over now. i'm not even tired right now. i think i'll run in the summer, even if i decide to not run cross country next year. it just keeps me in shape, and balances out my fat-person diet. my dad was a skinny guy when he was young, but then he got fat when he married my mom, and then he got skinny again when he got diabetes. that's a little bit of my genetic history for 'ya!

although i think i get a lot of my metabolic traits from my mom, and her dad was a skinny, skinny guy. don't get me wrong, gramps ate a lot, but it disappeared out of his body like magic.

like fucking magic! *poof* and it was all gone! i think i have more muscle mass on my upper body than my grandfather had on his whole frame in the late years of his life, when i last remember him.

hey, if i'm going to be superficial, i might as well deconstruct it to a biological answer, right?

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oh yeah, the ap american studies test is. out. of. my. way. and will be long forgotten until kingdom comes forever and ever AMEN!

with this ap bullshit and track thing out of the way, i'll have more time to concentrate on things that are important to me, like being right about everything and everyone.

psyche.

do you love me, oh fair reader, do you want to wear my love like heaven?