sometimes I want to be a writer
I feel so satisfied with my mother. I can tell she is accepting Walter. Anyways, my dad came over today. And when he left, all I had was anger. Some people just never learn.
My finals are tomorrow. Wednesday I pretty much have no finals since I have Teacher's Assistance for 2nd period, and for 5th, I already did my research presentation which by the way went really well.. surprisingly. I will have a 5 day weekend, I'm so lucky and I really appreciate it. I am leaving to Boston on Thursday and I am beyond excited. My computer crashed and has been getting fixed the past 4 days, it feels good to not go on the computer so much. And now I leave you with of course, lyrics that channel through my thoughts everyday...
Reality snuck up on you, pushed you in a corner, now there's nothing to do.
You say you'll face it, it's just another time.
Hiding from yourself, keep your problems in line.
Procrastinate until it gets out of hand.
I see your wits holding by a thin hope's strand.
It's just another day, a chance gone by.
You're wasted, time to face it.
Looks like you're out of time.
And when they say "Whatever happened to him?"
I'll shake my head and say "He threw it all in."
Realize you didn't give enough.
This shit's not so hard, you're only making it tough.
And since you don't talk - and I can't read minds - so long.
Maybe I'll see you around sometime...
It's fucking sad, you turned into one big joke.
It's all your actions that are making you choke.
Can I see a change? I guess I've seen it before.
But I won't hold my breath, because my life's worth more.
Then I watched you throw it all away, move you closer to a life full of pain.
So you're scared to face it?
Fuck you.
You brought this on yourself.
My finals are tomorrow. Wednesday I pretty much have no finals since I have Teacher's Assistance for 2nd period, and for 5th, I already did my research presentation which by the way went really well.. surprisingly. I will have a 5 day weekend, I'm so lucky and I really appreciate it. I am leaving to Boston on Thursday and I am beyond excited. My computer crashed and has been getting fixed the past 4 days, it feels good to not go on the computer so much. And now I leave you with of course, lyrics that channel through my thoughts everyday...
Reality snuck up on you, pushed you in a corner, now there's nothing to do.
You say you'll face it, it's just another time.
Hiding from yourself, keep your problems in line.
Procrastinate until it gets out of hand.
I see your wits holding by a thin hope's strand.
It's just another day, a chance gone by.
You're wasted, time to face it.
Looks like you're out of time.
And when they say "Whatever happened to him?"
I'll shake my head and say "He threw it all in."
Realize you didn't give enough.
This shit's not so hard, you're only making it tough.
And since you don't talk - and I can't read minds - so long.
Maybe I'll see you around sometime...
It's fucking sad, you turned into one big joke.
It's all your actions that are making you choke.
Can I see a change? I guess I've seen it before.
But I won't hold my breath, because my life's worth more.
Then I watched you throw it all away, move you closer to a life full of pain.
So you're scared to face it?
Fuck you.
You brought this on yourself.