December 2009
there is like, no reason to be here today. last day before christmas break. and everyone is psycho. just saying. government time. my only real class of the day.
did you ever want something so much to happen that it physically hurt thinking about not getting it? like, you have this dream… and that’s defiantly what it is… a dream, and its lovely. but when you imagine it not happening its a nightmare. and sometimes it doesn’t shake off. it stays with you, wanting you to believe all it says. it wants to rule over you, and make...
i dont want to go to bed right now. caus e know if i do, then that means i’m giving up and remembering that i have school tomorrow. which i dont want to think about. i wish we could just be on break now. too bad wishing doesnt do squat.
why is it that i can never perfectly warm up my fingers and toes?
“I call myself a Peaceful Warrior… because the battles we fight are on the...”
– The Peaceful Warrior
i’m in school. second hour. expository writing. one of the best classes i’ve had in high school. mainly for the people. cause it just wouldnt make sense if i liked a class for the actual class. this is my first post. sweeeet. friday. i want to watch lost.