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i have had a lot of things on my mind. sometimes its hard to type them out because i cant quite put them into words.
first college. i really would rather take a year off. but i want to get it over with. taking a year off would be great cuz then i can still spend time with my friends that are younger than me. i want to go because college is supposed to be a blast. honestly, i really dont know if being a psychologist is what i want to do for the rest of my life. i cant figure out where else i fit though. i find that i am really good with helping people out and opening up peoples eyes, but right now its getting boring.
school in general pretty much is a waste of time for me right now. i could care less about my subjects and all i want to do is sleep all day. i really miss pembroke being there, more than i thought i would. i find i spend more time out of my classes than i do in them.
i really cant wait for christmas. i need so much new clothing its rediculous. and maybe an IPod and a Bass guitar, that would be nice.
no. i really cant wait for maine. andrew, jon, and manda are coming up with me. its gonna be off the hook.
after i killed my ankle i havent been skating much but i tried the other day and it only hurt a little. i hope snowboarding wont kill it.
i took jon, andrew, and chris rowe (!), to TAUN-TAUN skate park (skater's edge). i had fun there, i watched them skate as i read my book. it was cold.
My car is named MJ. sort of named after michael jackson because we can't figure out if it is a boy or a girl car.
i forgot about love. it hurts too much to feel anymore, im slowing growing a cold heart. i can feel it.
i feel unfinished...
i havent cried for a while, now im just really angry all the time. today all i thought about was hitting Mr. Ashby in the head with a metal pole that was near me, then kicking him down and hitting him repeatedly with a chair. this was because he threatened to take away my credit for "not participating" and calling
him ma'am.
i just read that again and it scared me.
at the mall the other day andrew and jon made a jackass move and andrew pushed jon into a curb and jon went flying. jon also took a dollar, wiped his ass with it, then pretended to accidentally drop it, we all sat by as we watch some woman pick it up. now her hand with smeel like ass.
steve and i "fought" today. he made fun of my hair so i pushed him into a locker and open-fisted punched him and it hurt like hell. but he didnt get hurt tho, good.
amy's birthday is today, she's 18!! happy birthday Mother Focker!
im sick of typing and you wont read all of this anyway.
first college. i really would rather take a year off. but i want to get it over with. taking a year off would be great cuz then i can still spend time with my friends that are younger than me. i want to go because college is supposed to be a blast. honestly, i really dont know if being a psychologist is what i want to do for the rest of my life. i cant figure out where else i fit though. i find that i am really good with helping people out and opening up peoples eyes, but right now its getting boring.
school in general pretty much is a waste of time for me right now. i could care less about my subjects and all i want to do is sleep all day. i really miss pembroke being there, more than i thought i would. i find i spend more time out of my classes than i do in them.
i really cant wait for christmas. i need so much new clothing its rediculous. and maybe an IPod and a Bass guitar, that would be nice.
no. i really cant wait for maine. andrew, jon, and manda are coming up with me. its gonna be off the hook.
after i killed my ankle i havent been skating much but i tried the other day and it only hurt a little. i hope snowboarding wont kill it.
i took jon, andrew, and chris rowe (!), to TAUN-TAUN skate park (skater's edge). i had fun there, i watched them skate as i read my book. it was cold.
My car is named MJ. sort of named after michael jackson because we can't figure out if it is a boy or a girl car.
i forgot about love. it hurts too much to feel anymore, im slowing growing a cold heart. i can feel it.
i feel unfinished...
i havent cried for a while, now im just really angry all the time. today all i thought about was hitting Mr. Ashby in the head with a metal pole that was near me, then kicking him down and hitting him repeatedly with a chair. this was because he threatened to take away my credit for "not participating" and calling
him ma'am.
i just read that again and it scared me.
at the mall the other day andrew and jon made a jackass move and andrew pushed jon into a curb and jon went flying. jon also took a dollar, wiped his ass with it, then pretended to accidentally drop it, we all sat by as we watch some woman pick it up. now her hand with smeel like ass.
steve and i "fought" today. he made fun of my hair so i pushed him into a locker and open-fisted punched him and it hurt like hell. but he didnt get hurt tho, good.
amy's birthday is today, she's 18!! happy birthday Mother Focker!
im sick of typing and you wont read all of this anyway.