Well, I guess I got bored one day so I started this blog. I probably will do it for 3 days if I'm feeling frisky.
     I started a blog back in 7th grade (merely 3 years ago) when I was a 2 inch shorter, long haired emo kid. Typical white male, black hair, bangs, sporting a 21 Piløts shirt. At the time I wrote abot stupid emo shit and my feelings. At about the 15th day of doing so I actually deleted everything cause I called a girl cute and my girlfriend at the time found out. Ha. Well, I'm not telling anyone about it this time.
     I'M not gonna try to have any format or organization at least for now cause that takes too much time and I really don't give a fuck. So I guess here goes nothing.
     As of writing this, I'm 15 and I'm kinda satisfied how things are. I have some decent friends as well as a girlfriend. My running career is blooming and my band career is crashing, luckily I only give a shit about one of them. And that's my life story.
     I wanna write some shit, or do some shit. Every once in a while I have these little creative bursts. It goes like so: I'm up late at night watching YouTube or Netflix. I then get into some deep retrospective shit like Black Mirror or Filthy Frank. Then I listen to some music while thinking about life. And I end it with masturbation, regret, sleep. Then I'll just wake up the next day, with zero feeling of the night prior.
     However the creative bursts part is because I wanna do something or create something but I never do or never think of something. I kinda suck. But here I am after the masturbation and regret writing a fucking blog. I might tell someone, probably Hernan just cause hellh get a kick out of it. Ethan would...I don't even know what he'd think. And Mae, nah, I wouldn't do that to her.
     I'll probably tell someone, or else this will just go to waste, they'll keep me motivated and I'm probably gonna set alarms for rememberence.
     Anywho, I just masturbated despite a real important race in two days. It's this thing where if you like masturbate it's bad cause like, realease of hormones or something. I really just do it for mental strength and for a halting of my addiction. I'm gonna go research it really quick.
     So, I figured out that it's really just a mental thing, so, yeah. Also I eventually led to writing a review on the Hoka One One Clifton 5s on a running sight I've never been on.
     My coach said Milesplit used to be just a forum for runners to talk to runners. I wish it was still like that, that'd be kewl.
     I'm only 4th in the state now. Tomorrow is gonna be a big race, I can't wait. My goal is to go sub 15:29 and reclaim number 2, but I could potentially be number one. However I'd have to run a crazy ass 41 second PR and run three 4:57~ miles in a row. It's crazy but possible. Eric Coston first broke 15 at the same course running a 15-25 second PR. I want to do that, that would be really cool, and make me the fastest runner in the whole state for 3 years in a row.
     If I don't win state I'm probably gonna roll over and die. It would deeply upset me, I've put in all this work, and for some guy to just show up and take it from me would kill me, like where have you been whilst I've been running all this shit, and especially with this hopefully new PR, I'll have opportunity to scare em away.
     Anyways j am tired and it is time to clock out. Peace out scary man.