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You know that feeling you had back in middle school? The aloof feeling. The feeling of not fitting in?
Well, I'm starting to get that feeling again. But on a much deeper level.
Obviously, I can't sit here and say I'm the only person with issues. I can't act like I'm alone, cause I'm not. I guess I feel like I don't fit in because I think the complete opposite of everyone in my class. Seriously. I'm the only one.
What do I mean by that? I'm the only one who enjoys peace, rather than drama. I'm the only one who won't start unneeded shit. I'm the only one who won't blow things out of proportion. Sure, I overanalyze things, everyone does it, but damn, I'm hardly ever the victim in those analyzations.
It's whatever. We're gonna graduate soon, and everyone is gonna be hugging and being like "Woo, I'm so glad we met, and I'm so sorry for all the times I ridiculed you behind your back."
Basically, most of the hate is gonna go away. Because we're all gonna realize we're growing up. And it's time to grow up.
And I'm gonna sit there and say...."why was there hate in the first place?"
I don't care. I've tried making friends with people in my class. Hard. But, none of my friendships have gone past "hi"s in the hallways. And I'm a pretty sweet kid, haha.
Basically, I'm realizing, it's gonna come to graduation, and I'm not going to have anyone to reminisc with. I'm gonna sit there and listen to other people. And hell yeah I'm depressed about it.
On a lighter note. Thoops is here this week, and we've made plans to see TMNT.
Oh. And. I've realized. I'm an amazing kid. Haha. Not to sound cocky or anything. But I am. I'm a great guy. And I'm not afraid to say it. But, I've realized. My appearance doesn't show it. And the sloppy looking kid I've become....isn't me. For real.
So, I've made a goal. I've started a routine every morning, that I will keep up. My goal is basically to get hot by the time I'm 21.
It will happen. I'm Dan Crate!
Kay.
Peace.
PS. If any one of you are actually reading this. Don't take anything I say into context. It's just me ranting, and I actually love everyone in my class. I just think too much.
Well, I'm starting to get that feeling again. But on a much deeper level.
Obviously, I can't sit here and say I'm the only person with issues. I can't act like I'm alone, cause I'm not. I guess I feel like I don't fit in because I think the complete opposite of everyone in my class. Seriously. I'm the only one.
What do I mean by that? I'm the only one who enjoys peace, rather than drama. I'm the only one who won't start unneeded shit. I'm the only one who won't blow things out of proportion. Sure, I overanalyze things, everyone does it, but damn, I'm hardly ever the victim in those analyzations.
It's whatever. We're gonna graduate soon, and everyone is gonna be hugging and being like "Woo, I'm so glad we met, and I'm so sorry for all the times I ridiculed you behind your back."
Basically, most of the hate is gonna go away. Because we're all gonna realize we're growing up. And it's time to grow up.
And I'm gonna sit there and say...."why was there hate in the first place?"
I don't care. I've tried making friends with people in my class. Hard. But, none of my friendships have gone past "hi"s in the hallways. And I'm a pretty sweet kid, haha.
Basically, I'm realizing, it's gonna come to graduation, and I'm not going to have anyone to reminisc with. I'm gonna sit there and listen to other people. And hell yeah I'm depressed about it.
On a lighter note. Thoops is here this week, and we've made plans to see TMNT.
Oh. And. I've realized. I'm an amazing kid. Haha. Not to sound cocky or anything. But I am. I'm a great guy. And I'm not afraid to say it. But, I've realized. My appearance doesn't show it. And the sloppy looking kid I've become....isn't me. For real.
So, I've made a goal. I've started a routine every morning, that I will keep up. My goal is basically to get hot by the time I'm 21.
It will happen. I'm Dan Crate!
Kay.
Peace.
PS. If any one of you are actually reading this. Don't take anything I say into context. It's just me ranting, and I actually love everyone in my class. I just think too much.