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Livejournals getting all high-tech lately.
It's 2:25 am.
I'm awake. Not a big suprise.
I don't even know why I'm updating.
No one reads it
-anymore.
I spend my summer days with friends.
Basically everyday.
I'm never on here.
MySpace takes up my internet time.
Nora is going off to college.
Alex is going off to college.
Oh hi sophmore year of highschool.
It seems just yesterday that it was 8th grade.
About 2-3 updates ago was Washington. My 8th grade trip.
I love my life. Have I ever mentioned that?
Thinking about life is my life.
Let's look at my theories to survive high school.
If love were true, it'd find you. So don't beg to get a boyfriend. It won't work and it probably won't last. Get over it. Guys will be hitting on you in a few years, anyways.
You're going to meet people that you might not like.
The only reason you don't like them is because you compare them to yourself. Don't lie. You do.
Just because they're different from the way you think does not give you the right to tell them how un-perfect they are.
NO ONE is perfect. Not one soul. And if you think you are, then you must give me the definition of perfect, because I'm sure tons of people would want to be just-like-you.
Not gunna lie, I usually don't follow my own theories.
I try to when I get hella stressed out. It calms me down, but when I get caught up in the moment, I usually find myself fighting an immature non-ending battle.
OH another thing.
Don't fight. Walk away. You're the better person when you walk away because you end it.
Or talk about it and resolve things.
But don't punch them in the face.
What if I came up to you and punched you in the face. You'd get pretty pissed off, correct?
Point stated.
You're not any different from anyone else.
Just because you're prettier, more muscular, straight, smarter, more "popular", does not make you any better than the people that you enjoy least in your class.
Yeah. Shocker =O.
You're equal to everyone in your grade.
And those people that are considered "not popular" are only "not popular" because they're not identical to you.
I'm sorry there are different people in this world.
Get over it.
If everyone were perfect JUST LIKE YOU, then I'd probably kill myself due to a colorless and spiritless world.
cool.
Okay. I think we're back, now.
Live like you were dying tomorrow.
If you were to die tomorrow, who would come to your funeral?
And if you seriously are thinking uncommonly hard about your own funeral, then I believe you need to change a few priorities.
Be nice. Say hello to people and introduce yourself. You're lucky to even have friends, so tell them it was nice to meet them when you do.
Care. If you're there for them, I'm sure they'll be grateful and undoubtfully be there for you.
Think about it: when your main friends leave you, will you have other friends to be there for you?
Let's hope so. next.
If you're hesitating to tell someone you love them, you're making a huge mistake.
What if they were gone tomorrow? Then that would be one HUGE regret.
So tell them. It's-not-that-hard. It really isn't.
Do not ponder and pause for your actions and deciding whether or not to do them.
Lifes not that long, kiddo. If you're going to do something, you might want to stop putting it off.
You'll never get to it.
Writing all this should give you an idea
As to why I'm still alive after my freshman year of high school.
I want my braces off. Right now. OW.
I want to go to bed. Right now.
okay. :)
It's 2:25 am.
I'm awake. Not a big suprise.
I don't even know why I'm updating.
No one reads it
-anymore.
I spend my summer days with friends.
Basically everyday.
I'm never on here.
MySpace takes up my internet time.
Nora is going off to college.
Alex is going off to college.
Oh hi sophmore year of highschool.
It seems just yesterday that it was 8th grade.
About 2-3 updates ago was Washington. My 8th grade trip.
I love my life. Have I ever mentioned that?
Thinking about life is my life.
Let's look at my theories to survive high school.
If love were true, it'd find you. So don't beg to get a boyfriend. It won't work and it probably won't last. Get over it. Guys will be hitting on you in a few years, anyways.
You're going to meet people that you might not like.
The only reason you don't like them is because you compare them to yourself. Don't lie. You do.
Just because they're different from the way you think does not give you the right to tell them how un-perfect they are.
NO ONE is perfect. Not one soul. And if you think you are, then you must give me the definition of perfect, because I'm sure tons of people would want to be just-like-you.
Not gunna lie, I usually don't follow my own theories.
I try to when I get hella stressed out. It calms me down, but when I get caught up in the moment, I usually find myself fighting an immature non-ending battle.
OH another thing.
Don't fight. Walk away. You're the better person when you walk away because you end it.
Or talk about it and resolve things.
But don't punch them in the face.
What if I came up to you and punched you in the face. You'd get pretty pissed off, correct?
Point stated.
You're not any different from anyone else.
Just because you're prettier, more muscular, straight, smarter, more "popular", does not make you any better than the people that you enjoy least in your class.
Yeah. Shocker =O.
You're equal to everyone in your grade.
And those people that are considered "not popular" are only "not popular" because they're not identical to you.
I'm sorry there are different people in this world.
Get over it.
If everyone were perfect JUST LIKE YOU, then I'd probably kill myself due to a colorless and spiritless world.
cool.
Okay. I think we're back, now.
Live like you were dying tomorrow.
If you were to die tomorrow, who would come to your funeral?
And if you seriously are thinking uncommonly hard about your own funeral, then I believe you need to change a few priorities.
Be nice. Say hello to people and introduce yourself. You're lucky to even have friends, so tell them it was nice to meet them when you do.
Care. If you're there for them, I'm sure they'll be grateful and undoubtfully be there for you.
Think about it: when your main friends leave you, will you have other friends to be there for you?
Let's hope so. next.
If you're hesitating to tell someone you love them, you're making a huge mistake.
What if they were gone tomorrow? Then that would be one HUGE regret.
So tell them. It's-not-that-hard. It really isn't.
Do not ponder and pause for your actions and deciding whether or not to do them.
Lifes not that long, kiddo. If you're going to do something, you might want to stop putting it off.
You'll never get to it.
Writing all this should give you an idea
As to why I'm still alive after my freshman year of high school.
I want my braces off. Right now. OW.
I want to go to bed. Right now.
okay. :)