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Do I care what people think? Not really, not for most people at least. I have spent the last few days thinking. Should I keep doing this journal? The only reason I started this thing was so I don’t forget some of the events that I live through. People think I put everything I do or feel into this think but I hardly touch some of my feelings. This journal is just a simple look and some of the aspects of my life. I say how I am lonely seeing different girls with hope that I can have something more with one of them. Some people call me a slut because I flirt so much. O -well, I just want something to make me feel good again and I really hate being alone. My goal to myself is to meet my goals and try to be happy while doing that. I’m sorry if some people get hurt in the process because I do care but I really miss being happy all the time.
To start off this is what I have been doing for the last few days. My days have been basically redundant or close to that extent. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays I go to school for my 4 classes. I am starting to get my ass kicked with all the work that I have had. My first test is on Friday and I’m not really ready for it. I love the atmosphere of that school.
For some reason I keep finding myself going out every night to hang out with friends or girls instead of doing homework. I never was good at time management. I end up doing things like going out and talking to a friend and staying out way to late or going to someone’s house and being convinced by a couple of girls to stay when I am suppose to be at home studying. I don’t care much I have had a lot of fun. Sometimes I end up having more fun then I should let myself have. Before I forget I want to say girls absolutely confuse me. They put themselves through hell when they could do better and be happy. Some girls disserve so much better than they have. Then again some girls don’t disserve anything. I wish I could have a girl who wasn’t just a fake story that she created.
The streetlight show was on Sunday and it was a major release from everything. I went and saw so many friends. I miss all you guys so much. Then again a lot of older friends of mine that used to be there just weren’t. It’s kind of sad. I spent the night dancing and flirting and just having a good time. I talked to a lot of people that haven’t been around. Its so good to actually get to talk to these kids. The pits were really good. We all had fun dancing. I had to deal with on or 2 kids being stupid but that’s expected. After the show I hung out with Josh and his friends in my car. We went to McDonalds but it closed early. We then went to 7-11 and got sunny D, the most amazing drink ever. We then went back to the pony and waited. It was cool talking to him and his friends. I took the long route home and got home 2 hours late. My dad was a little mad but I needed more time to think. I have been spending too much time thinking lately.
When I have been home I have been doing a lot. I read invisible monsters, and choke by pauloneke. If anyone has any more of his books they should let me borrow them. I also started reading this really good book called salad days. I also started actually working out. I hurt my leg again at the show at bloomfield avenue a few weeks back so I stopped everything but last Monday I started again. I want to add that show was really good and the people there were awesome but the first time I went to dance I knew my leg wasn’t gona make it the night. I have a hope that my body will someday look good again. I think I’m so out of shape right now and it sucks.
I have so many thought going through my head lately and so little time to write everything. I think I’m going to try to keep up to date with this. But as for now I have to study for a test and go talk to some people so goodnight.
To start off this is what I have been doing for the last few days. My days have been basically redundant or close to that extent. On Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays I go to school for my 4 classes. I am starting to get my ass kicked with all the work that I have had. My first test is on Friday and I’m not really ready for it. I love the atmosphere of that school.
For some reason I keep finding myself going out every night to hang out with friends or girls instead of doing homework. I never was good at time management. I end up doing things like going out and talking to a friend and staying out way to late or going to someone’s house and being convinced by a couple of girls to stay when I am suppose to be at home studying. I don’t care much I have had a lot of fun. Sometimes I end up having more fun then I should let myself have. Before I forget I want to say girls absolutely confuse me. They put themselves through hell when they could do better and be happy. Some girls disserve so much better than they have. Then again some girls don’t disserve anything. I wish I could have a girl who wasn’t just a fake story that she created.
The streetlight show was on Sunday and it was a major release from everything. I went and saw so many friends. I miss all you guys so much. Then again a lot of older friends of mine that used to be there just weren’t. It’s kind of sad. I spent the night dancing and flirting and just having a good time. I talked to a lot of people that haven’t been around. Its so good to actually get to talk to these kids. The pits were really good. We all had fun dancing. I had to deal with on or 2 kids being stupid but that’s expected. After the show I hung out with Josh and his friends in my car. We went to McDonalds but it closed early. We then went to 7-11 and got sunny D, the most amazing drink ever. We then went back to the pony and waited. It was cool talking to him and his friends. I took the long route home and got home 2 hours late. My dad was a little mad but I needed more time to think. I have been spending too much time thinking lately.
When I have been home I have been doing a lot. I read invisible monsters, and choke by pauloneke. If anyone has any more of his books they should let me borrow them. I also started reading this really good book called salad days. I also started actually working out. I hurt my leg again at the show at bloomfield avenue a few weeks back so I stopped everything but last Monday I started again. I want to add that show was really good and the people there were awesome but the first time I went to dance I knew my leg wasn’t gona make it the night. I have a hope that my body will someday look good again. I think I’m so out of shape right now and it sucks.
I have so many thought going through my head lately and so little time to write everything. I think I’m going to try to keep up to date with this. But as for now I have to study for a test and go talk to some people so goodnight.