hey
hey everyone
im back from new york. things have definitely changed since i left. daniel is gone. peter is gone. hannah is gone. mia is gone. this sucks major ass. supposedly daniel was going to ask me to prom. im not sure how much truth their was in that, but it would have been nice. he was a really cool guy. i hate that i didnt get to know hm sooner. i hate that i didnt acknowledge peter for his coolness. he really was a great guy. i dont know what exactly happened with him and hannah. but i think he was really funny and nice regardless of his "im a badass" persona.
my parents are idiots. they have no fuckin clue what is going on with me. im not even sure either. i need to stop trying to explain it to them though. every time i tell them about an argument with a friend or anything like that whenever i get over it or work past it they dont understand. "are you sure you want to be friends with her? last week yall were so mad at each other?" im just going to stop telling them shit.
things are a little weird at school. im not really sure who i am supposed to be anymore. and since every action i make or every word i utter is analyzed im having a hard time moving or speaking. i dont know what im even fucking talking about.
its spring break... kinda. we have to go back on monday. this really sucks for the kids from out of town. i hate that stupid school. ive come to the realization that you cannot attend asms and be happy at the same time. its just not humanly possible. sure i have instances where i am genuinely happy, but they come and go pretty quickly.
i think i feel more than you think i feel. i think i think you feel more than you actually feel. i wish things were simple. but im just a silly girl with a dream.
i think i might want to be a pilot or an astronaut! im not sure though. i have this whole thing where like if you change what you want to be to often then people wont take you serious about any of the things you say you might want to be. like the little girl who cried her profession. maybe im just an idiot.
im going to stop letting people talk down to me. or at least im going to try. im going to try to stop worrying if people will still be my frind if i stick up for myself or defend myself or tell them an honest answer that they might not want to hear. i repeat i am going to try. i am also going to stand up for my feelings whether or not others think they are right. i hope this whole thing works. i hope i keep my friends. i hope i get happier.
Aleah
i miss megan so much.
im back from new york. things have definitely changed since i left. daniel is gone. peter is gone. hannah is gone. mia is gone. this sucks major ass. supposedly daniel was going to ask me to prom. im not sure how much truth their was in that, but it would have been nice. he was a really cool guy. i hate that i didnt get to know hm sooner. i hate that i didnt acknowledge peter for his coolness. he really was a great guy. i dont know what exactly happened with him and hannah. but i think he was really funny and nice regardless of his "im a badass" persona.
my parents are idiots. they have no fuckin clue what is going on with me. im not even sure either. i need to stop trying to explain it to them though. every time i tell them about an argument with a friend or anything like that whenever i get over it or work past it they dont understand. "are you sure you want to be friends with her? last week yall were so mad at each other?" im just going to stop telling them shit.
things are a little weird at school. im not really sure who i am supposed to be anymore. and since every action i make or every word i utter is analyzed im having a hard time moving or speaking. i dont know what im even fucking talking about.
its spring break... kinda. we have to go back on monday. this really sucks for the kids from out of town. i hate that stupid school. ive come to the realization that you cannot attend asms and be happy at the same time. its just not humanly possible. sure i have instances where i am genuinely happy, but they come and go pretty quickly.
i think i feel more than you think i feel. i think i think you feel more than you actually feel. i wish things were simple. but im just a silly girl with a dream.
i think i might want to be a pilot or an astronaut! im not sure though. i have this whole thing where like if you change what you want to be to often then people wont take you serious about any of the things you say you might want to be. like the little girl who cried her profession. maybe im just an idiot.
im going to stop letting people talk down to me. or at least im going to try. im going to try to stop worrying if people will still be my frind if i stick up for myself or defend myself or tell them an honest answer that they might not want to hear. i repeat i am going to try. i am also going to stand up for my feelings whether or not others think they are right. i hope this whole thing works. i hope i keep my friends. i hope i get happier.
Aleah
i miss megan so much.