And fair week has started with the mad run around.

The mad dash to print writing and correct and gather art work and photos. I think mom wanted to murder me.
Gathering mat board and frames and filling out those stinkin' cards.

Pain in dee ass.

But it's done. *toothpaste smile with thumbs up*

I entered like ten pieces of writing, a lot of art from drawing class and some photos. One of my photos is going to state fair already, the one of Guy that I took in front of the sunset on the lake. It's coolio.

My feet are tired though. I get worn out fast lately. It is extremely frustrating. I feel like it shouldn't happen that way. Like fuck I'm not even twenty yet and I pop more than Corn Pops sometimes. I mean cement floors didn't help but it wasn't even that bad. It is just so..like...ugh. Accepting physical limitations is hard.
Ugh.

I miss my school.

I miss my friends at school.

I miss my library's circ desk and the lake and the dorms and just all of it.

I don't miss the food.

Peace.
~Lo

PS
Getting really randomly mushy like I do but I love you guys. You're the family I never have to miss because you are always there even if it's just reading silently or something. It is really reassuring and growing up with you all has been something I am truly grateful for. You're awesome support because you listen and you laugh and all that great stuff.
I just thought I'd put that out there. I probably don't have to say it but I will anyway. I never have to miss you like I do others because the distance never existed in the first place.