Its too late tonight, to drag the past out into the light
I couldnt sleep, its peculiar actually since I never EVER have problems
with it. I just laid in bed and all the thoughts, worrys, stresses,
questions, and greivences either in the near forseeable future, present
time, or recently passed hit me like sonny bono hits trees. Thats no
exaggeration.
I woke up this morning with little trouble, as for some reason, I anticipate the first day of school in some semi-concious way. Standing again in the "spot" with friends and foe alike seemed refreshingly familiar. As this day dragged out, like the entrails of a roadkilled animal off the back tire of a car, I became less and less content. I do find it quite hard to not have any of my close friends in any of my classes. Yes, none of my closest friends.
Its not that im being emo, but hey mike will accuse me of it anyway but I really do like tying out what I been thinking, if you have a problem with that, tough shit.
I had a very peculiar dream a few nights ago, I wont go into detail but it ended with me finding my mom alive. This is of course perposterous, considering that a tombstone holds no hope left unshattered. I thought it strange that even now, after all the time of dreamless sleep, I would have a strange and unsettling one as that.
With that whole subject in mind, I always ask myself, is there something wrong with me? I'm not talking in the emo way of OMG why does no one like me, but I mean the fear of having some sort of mental trauma, deep scars from the past that have altered your normal way of thinking. That thought scares me in a way, Im not really sure how to distinguish the diffrence between a goofy side of my personality and a mental dysfunction left over from either a drop on the head or something of the sort. Maybe its a good sign that I question it in the first place, haha.
Tomorrow im going to the counciling office in the morning to drop in my meeting request. I really do hope that I can change from first period german to sixth, thus swapping my sixth period history to first, wich I guess is possible to join the same class Sabrina is in, that would be pretty cool I guess, but it remains that its the same teacher I didnt seem to have a fondness for, but hey I always tell myself to not judge people, and maybe I am in this case. Bad Davis *smacks back of hand*
On a lighter note, I do think I am going to enjoy science fiction with fox-bailey, and perhaps computers with gourarie... I dont know how to spell his weird name, heh. Last time I tried to use flash was in 7th grade with arlo, haha. My 7th grade computer teacher just so happens to be my second period science teacher, and shes pretty cool. I really have decided this year to make my grades everything I want them to be, this is perhaps one of the reasons I am so stressed about having a teacher I can work well with. Holy crap, good night.
I woke up this morning with little trouble, as for some reason, I anticipate the first day of school in some semi-concious way. Standing again in the "spot" with friends and foe alike seemed refreshingly familiar. As this day dragged out, like the entrails of a roadkilled animal off the back tire of a car, I became less and less content. I do find it quite hard to not have any of my close friends in any of my classes. Yes, none of my closest friends.
Its not that im being emo, but hey mike will accuse me of it anyway but I really do like tying out what I been thinking, if you have a problem with that, tough shit.
I had a very peculiar dream a few nights ago, I wont go into detail but it ended with me finding my mom alive. This is of course perposterous, considering that a tombstone holds no hope left unshattered. I thought it strange that even now, after all the time of dreamless sleep, I would have a strange and unsettling one as that.
With that whole subject in mind, I always ask myself, is there something wrong with me? I'm not talking in the emo way of OMG why does no one like me, but I mean the fear of having some sort of mental trauma, deep scars from the past that have altered your normal way of thinking. That thought scares me in a way, Im not really sure how to distinguish the diffrence between a goofy side of my personality and a mental dysfunction left over from either a drop on the head or something of the sort. Maybe its a good sign that I question it in the first place, haha.
Tomorrow im going to the counciling office in the morning to drop in my meeting request. I really do hope that I can change from first period german to sixth, thus swapping my sixth period history to first, wich I guess is possible to join the same class Sabrina is in, that would be pretty cool I guess, but it remains that its the same teacher I didnt seem to have a fondness for, but hey I always tell myself to not judge people, and maybe I am in this case. Bad Davis *smacks back of hand*
On a lighter note, I do think I am going to enjoy science fiction with fox-bailey, and perhaps computers with gourarie... I dont know how to spell his weird name, heh. Last time I tried to use flash was in 7th grade with arlo, haha. My 7th grade computer teacher just so happens to be my second period science teacher, and shes pretty cool. I really have decided this year to make my grades everything I want them to be, this is perhaps one of the reasons I am so stressed about having a teacher I can work well with. Holy crap, good night.