Now you see me. Now you dont. Now you need me. Now you dont.
The sun is blazing, and it's sticky humid.
Tonight, my friends (enemies, lovers...)I go to a concert.
I have been to a concert every friday/saturday for the past two monthes.
How hot is that?
it's
Weebel, Bastian, solafide, godspeed, and skuf.
Band you have never heard of (unless you are sara)
None-the-less it is a concert
which means the gorgeous boys who always follow me around(coughcoughcough) will be there.
[maybe even bryce...ow ow ow]
Anyways, on our ten page research paper the teacher said he hadn't graded mine yet
but so far the highest score in the class of sophomores is a 65
A SIXTYfreakingFIVE!!!
That is like a D.
There is no way on this earth that I am going to get a 65.
NO WAY BABY.
Our school is so corrupt.
why must I have you around here
i can't forget every sound I fear
no mistake stands in line
take time to remember how you once were
this is not an intrusion
I welcomed it in.