i have several things
a. how come my posts are never as poetic or as thoughtful as anyone elses? its just me rambling and saying pointless things.
b. how come theres a rule saying that if i like a guy, they cant possibly like me. BUT, if i think i guy is nice or consider him just a friend, he MUST like me. a lot. and be too stupid to get any hints about it.
c. how come i cant just enjoy high school for what it is, a crazy mixed up place that is absoloutly nothing like the real world. there are no 5 min. between classes in the real world, or tardies, or d-hall, or excused absences, or parent-teacher confrenece days. in the real world, you have to go everyday. there are no spring breaks, no summer breaks. it kinda scares me. what if i cant handle it? i guess thats the point of finding something you love to do and doing it.
d. how come everyone is luckier than me.
e. how come it was 80 today, and its NOVEMBER 7TH
f. how come i cant be more organized.
g. how come all i want right now is someone to make me happy.
h. how come the one thing that could satisfy me right now is just out of my reach. so close its painful but so far away its scary.
i. how come my old watch is driving me insane with its constant ticking. in my ear. all the time. its so freaking loud.
b. how come theres a rule saying that if i like a guy, they cant possibly like me. BUT, if i think i guy is nice or consider him just a friend, he MUST like me. a lot. and be too stupid to get any hints about it.
c. how come i cant just enjoy high school for what it is, a crazy mixed up place that is absoloutly nothing like the real world. there are no 5 min. between classes in the real world, or tardies, or d-hall, or excused absences, or parent-teacher confrenece days. in the real world, you have to go everyday. there are no spring breaks, no summer breaks. it kinda scares me. what if i cant handle it? i guess thats the point of finding something you love to do and doing it.
d. how come everyone is luckier than me.
e. how come it was 80 today, and its NOVEMBER 7TH
f. how come i cant be more organized.
g. how come all i want right now is someone to make me happy.
h. how come the one thing that could satisfy me right now is just out of my reach. so close its painful but so far away its scary.
i. how come my old watch is driving me insane with its constant ticking. in my ear. all the time. its so freaking loud.