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I was alittle relieved today, after I was walking through the halls of my school, smiling and nodded at almost everyone in the hallway. I never realized how many people i actually knew, and how many people acknowledged i was alive.
School has been horrible since i got back for february.. and i guess i was just complaining because all i wanted to do was leave. i never made the best of things and like i said there are so many people in that school that know me... and from what i know they don't have a problem with me.. for the most part i think most of the girls at woodlands are hootchies and all they want to do is get noticed and i completely feel out of place because i don't dress like they do and i don't wear makeup like they do, and i don't try so hard like they all do. It sad to say that the entire female population is obsessed with being accepted by the male population... Don't me wrong, some males are compensating for something they are lacking (and for the slow ones, ITS THEIR PENIS) so they try the same thing.. with their hot little ghetto mobiles and cellphones and clothes. Is it really that hard to find a group of fucking friends that just want to be themselves. Grade 10 was AMAZING, of course people thought i was a freak but i was a freak with my head held high. Now im a freak running out of the school RIGHT AFTER class...
I talked to Charlotte today, and we hugged and chatted about everyone being different.. they changed, I changed, everyone changed but how come everyone thinks they are better then the next person and so on and so forth. We were discussing getting out of highschool... and how its finished in 2 months... Sometimes I just wish my highschool experience was a positive time in my life... So for the next two months, im going to make an effort to talk to my old friends, and get on good terms with everyone.. because i want my name to remembered behind those walls... I want people to talk about me after i leave... I want to be remembered.
School has been horrible since i got back for february.. and i guess i was just complaining because all i wanted to do was leave. i never made the best of things and like i said there are so many people in that school that know me... and from what i know they don't have a problem with me.. for the most part i think most of the girls at woodlands are hootchies and all they want to do is get noticed and i completely feel out of place because i don't dress like they do and i don't wear makeup like they do, and i don't try so hard like they all do. It sad to say that the entire female population is obsessed with being accepted by the male population... Don't me wrong, some males are compensating for something they are lacking (and for the slow ones, ITS THEIR PENIS) so they try the same thing.. with their hot little ghetto mobiles and cellphones and clothes. Is it really that hard to find a group of fucking friends that just want to be themselves. Grade 10 was AMAZING, of course people thought i was a freak but i was a freak with my head held high. Now im a freak running out of the school RIGHT AFTER class...
I talked to Charlotte today, and we hugged and chatted about everyone being different.. they changed, I changed, everyone changed but how come everyone thinks they are better then the next person and so on and so forth. We were discussing getting out of highschool... and how its finished in 2 months... Sometimes I just wish my highschool experience was a positive time in my life... So for the next two months, im going to make an effort to talk to my old friends, and get on good terms with everyone.. because i want my name to remembered behind those walls... I want people to talk about me after i leave... I want to be remembered.