To me, being busy means being occupied or focused on something. For me, I keep myself busy by doing homework, spending time with my girlfriend, or visiting the rock wall at my college campus.

I've moved twice in my life, once from Winthrop MA to Leicester MA when I was ten, and again when I was 18 from Leicester MA to Castleton VT. I must say that I really don't know what my first move taught me. It probably taught me many things, and I know it changed me very much, but either I can't remember what I learned, or I was too young to recognize I was learning it.
The second move was much more recently, just two months ago as a matter of fact. I've lived in Leicester for eight years and then I move off to Vermont, all on my own to start college. This move I know I've learned stuff from, as well as my experiences here. I've learned that life is too short to live in the short lane, and that trying new things is a great way to have fun. I've also learned that living on one's own is much more difficult than when I was living with my parents. I'm much more self reliant, and I think I'm a stronger person now too. I'm in a relationship with the best girl in the world, and I couldn't be happier if I were to try.

I don't really express my emotions. I keep my emotions inside and don't let other people know. The end result is that I'm a really calm, cool, and collected person. I find it makes it easier for me to deal with stressful or otherwise difficult situations.

When I'm faced with the unknown, I usually don't worry about it. I have no way of knowing what is coming my way, so I haven't got any way to prepare myself for it. What I usually do is I just let things happen and I work my way through things as best I can. Sometimes it works, other times it doesn't. One thing's for sure though. I always have an entertaining time when dealing with things that I don't know are coming.

The farthest I've ever been on my own steam was quite recently. I've been doing a LOT  of skateboarding lately, and I've also been wiping out quite a bit too. Well, I got into using the board twoo days ago and I was practicing all day long and all night long too. I did not sleep. On that day I wound up bruising the bone in my wrist, slicing my palm open on a rock, and scraping my elbow. I didn't stop though. Then yesterday I kept going. I wound up taking a couple of rougher falls. I bruised the bone in my thumb, my knee, and my thigh. I also opened up my hand all over again, making the cut wider, and did the same with my elbow. Right now I can still barely walk or hold my books. I did sleep last night, but I think my total sleep time was about two hours. I'm still going though, and I have no intentions of stopping unless my girlfriend yells at me. Since that hasn't happened yet, I'm gonna keep going. So, all together I've been going about two days with a few injuries. I'm pretty impressed that I can still make myself go.

I've been so happy for the last couple of days. I've got a new girlfriend. In my last two relationships I never really felt anything. I thought I did, but looking back I didn't. But my new girlfriend...I now know what it feels like to truly feel in love. I could spend hours staring into her eyes, or listening to her voice. Best of all is when I get to hold her hand. I feel giddy every time I think about her. This is what it's supposed to feel like. I just know it. I can just close my eyes and I can see her smiling at me, with her face that looks like it was carved by angels. I'm so happy.

The last gift I gave myself was.....I can't remember. I mean, I've gotten stuff for myself, but the things have always been for school or some other kind of necessity. I'm really upset by this fact. I'm so going to the mall tomorrow and I'm buying myself something at KB Toys!

Tonight my college put on a live concert. The band that showed up was The Wood's Tea Co. I don't know if anybody here has ever heard of them or heard their music, but they're really good. They do a lot of scottish, celtic, and bluegrass music. Anyway I was sitting in the front row of the campus' ampitheater and I was having a great time. Then I reached into my pocket to turn off my cell phone and realized I still had two spoons in my pocket. Now, I had the spoons in there because I've been learning how to play the spoons and I had spent some time practicing earlier today. So I started playing them because they seemed to fit into the song. I wasn't being loud though because it was their show, not mine...or so I thought. One of the guys pointed at me and gave me one of those "come up here" waves. So I got a chance to play with The Wood's Tea Co. in a live show. It was so awesome!

I was thinking about an argument I had with my girlfriend. We got on the subject of our future plans. She said she wanted to stay in Massachusetts and have two kids some day when we're married and that she's going to get me to go with her to church. I said I wanted to stay in Vermont because I like it up here and that I do not intend to have kids ever. I can put up with the church if I really have to, but that's not the point. She started yelling at me because I said I didn't want to have kids and when I tried to explain that I would be the worst father in the world it didn't help things. I know I'm only in college and the last thing I need right now is a kid, but I couldn't get over the scolding she gave to me. So I spent last night pondering over the things she said and I'll probably be doing the same thing tonight. I never realized how deep iit is to think about something like this, but It's something i'll have to do eventually. Now I don't know what will happen and I'm just really confused.

Definitely. I take risks with just about anything except matters that concern money. I don't have much money as it is, so I can't afford to risk losing it. But when it comes to other things, I am definitely a risk-taker. Like one time I was just goofing around with my friends and we were timing how quickly we could climb this tree and get back down. I went up as quickly as I could, but the risk came with going back down. Instead of using the branches like a ladder, I let gravity do the work. I jumped from the top branches and grabbed a branch about halfway down, then did the same thing again, grabbing one of the lowest branches. I risk my neck all the time. And if I ever break my neck...well that's what duck tape's for.