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I really can't read some people's livejournals anymore. They confuse the shit out of me. When that happens, I dwell on them for way to long and i just get even more confused. Confused because I want to know what they are talking about but at the same time, dont. I want to know why they are saying it and why they can't just talk to me since I'm supposed to be their friend. Oh well, if they don't care I don't care. People who I havent thought of as close friends before, surprise me in with little bursts of kindness and caring. It's nice. It's a change, a good change.
School sucks. I hate studying but I really am trying. It just doesnt seem to be helping. It doesnt help that in too many of my classes I don't sit near anyone I can actually talk to or carry on a conversation with. And no one even ventures to try and start a conversation with me. I find myself talking to people I once would have gone through a great deal to avoid talking to. Oh well. Things change and people change.
I'm just so ready to get to college. I don't think I'll miss but a handful of people once I graduate and I don't really expect to talk to the majority of my "friends" after graduation. Some how, that reallly doesnt sadden me. It feels like I said good-bye to them at the end of last school year. I'm just ready to jump into life and get to where I want to be. And highschool is not where I want to be. I don't know anyone this year. I sit and talk about the same stuff we've talked about for three years already. And I'm getting the same answers from everyone. Its getting old. Its the same conversations with the same people and no one really puts forth any effort except the annoying talk of the GSA elite never shutting up about their oh-so wonderful experiences with the exception of one whom I thank (thanks Mrs. Padilla!). I don't care if anyone gets mad over this. I really don't. You don't seem to care that it might bother other people who didn't make it or never had the chance to make. Its like last summer when I had my wonderful VAMPY adventures and no one would listen so I kept them to myself, except there are too many of you who never shut up about it whether people wanna hear it or not.
I hate how the weekend takes forever to get here but then is gone in the blink of an eye or in the time it takes to give someone a good, tight hug. If only we had two day weeks and five day weekends... and now western's classes are starting. Schedule's are getting tighter and my time is being taken up by this or that and I am so looking forward to the upcoming three day weekend. I need a morning of just sleep to try and give my body a break.
I do believe I've never typed an entry this long. But I've waited forever to finally get Mozilla Firefox to let me sign on and post an entry so I thought I'd make it count.
Oh well, I'm done for now.
School sucks. I hate studying but I really am trying. It just doesnt seem to be helping. It doesnt help that in too many of my classes I don't sit near anyone I can actually talk to or carry on a conversation with. And no one even ventures to try and start a conversation with me. I find myself talking to people I once would have gone through a great deal to avoid talking to. Oh well. Things change and people change.
I'm just so ready to get to college. I don't think I'll miss but a handful of people once I graduate and I don't really expect to talk to the majority of my "friends" after graduation. Some how, that reallly doesnt sadden me. It feels like I said good-bye to them at the end of last school year. I'm just ready to jump into life and get to where I want to be. And highschool is not where I want to be. I don't know anyone this year. I sit and talk about the same stuff we've talked about for three years already. And I'm getting the same answers from everyone. Its getting old. Its the same conversations with the same people and no one really puts forth any effort except the annoying talk of the GSA elite never shutting up about their oh-so wonderful experiences with the exception of one whom I thank (thanks Mrs. Padilla!). I don't care if anyone gets mad over this. I really don't. You don't seem to care that it might bother other people who didn't make it or never had the chance to make. Its like last summer when I had my wonderful VAMPY adventures and no one would listen so I kept them to myself, except there are too many of you who never shut up about it whether people wanna hear it or not.
I hate how the weekend takes forever to get here but then is gone in the blink of an eye or in the time it takes to give someone a good, tight hug. If only we had two day weeks and five day weekends... and now western's classes are starting. Schedule's are getting tighter and my time is being taken up by this or that and I am so looking forward to the upcoming three day weekend. I need a morning of just sleep to try and give my body a break.
I do believe I've never typed an entry this long. But I've waited forever to finally get Mozilla Firefox to let me sign on and post an entry so I thought I'd make it count.
Oh well, I'm done for now.