Isn't it Ironic?
Isn't it ironic how life means your living, but in actual reality, we're all on a race to death.
Isn't it funny how we only have 2 more years of school left?
Is it a coincidence that I met the people I know today?
Or was it fate...
Isn't it ironic how we keep getting jobs, but get no where in life?
Isn't it odd what self-conscience-ness can go to you?
Isn't it great how much life can suck?
Or is that just me...
Is this love, or blatant stupidity?
Is this truth, or dare?
How can anyone possibly begin to understand anything, since no one knows anything about everything?
Steph and Dan's party is coming and I'm both excited and emotionally slaughtered. I didn't get to have a sweet 16 party. In fact, I got jack shit for my 16th birthday. And now my two best friends are having their party together! I'm so happy for both of them and yet, I cry inside. Perhaps it's just because I'm a girl. Perhaps it's just because I'm not feeling very well. But I will tell you this. Ever since I met certain people, I've been socially stronger, but a whole lot more emotionally unstable. Anything and everything will not only throw me off, it'll rocket launch me off course. Little problems I know would never bother me before suddenly seem like the end of the world. I feel like everyone is back stabbing me all at once. The world is closing in around me and I'm not strong enough to hold it up. I don't want to crack up and I'm proud of myself for doing such a great job of covering it up... but bandaids don't hold forever... I hope this problem of mine gets better soon... otherwise I just might loose everything I have to my best friends.... Everything except me.
Isn't it funny how we only have 2 more years of school left?
Is it a coincidence that I met the people I know today?
Or was it fate...
Isn't it ironic how we keep getting jobs, but get no where in life?
Isn't it odd what self-conscience-ness can go to you?
Isn't it great how much life can suck?
Or is that just me...
Is this love, or blatant stupidity?
Is this truth, or dare?
How can anyone possibly begin to understand anything, since no one knows anything about everything?
Steph and Dan's party is coming and I'm both excited and emotionally slaughtered. I didn't get to have a sweet 16 party. In fact, I got jack shit for my 16th birthday. And now my two best friends are having their party together! I'm so happy for both of them and yet, I cry inside. Perhaps it's just because I'm a girl. Perhaps it's just because I'm not feeling very well. But I will tell you this. Ever since I met certain people, I've been socially stronger, but a whole lot more emotionally unstable. Anything and everything will not only throw me off, it'll rocket launch me off course. Little problems I know would never bother me before suddenly seem like the end of the world. I feel like everyone is back stabbing me all at once. The world is closing in around me and I'm not strong enough to hold it up. I don't want to crack up and I'm proud of myself for doing such a great job of covering it up... but bandaids don't hold forever... I hope this problem of mine gets better soon... otherwise I just might loose everything I have to my best friends.... Everything except me.