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i had to write about this. See I was having a good night lastnight at matts house chillin with all this cool nikkas, but when everyone left, including mark whos mom was put in the hospital that night after all this drama with lindsay and naish, we still kinda were hyper so we stayed up till like 4 am and shit. But then I hear Dash Board... I lost it. Why? because that was Jona's band... well one that we would always listen to and fall asleep to. And seeing as how I was on a un-folded futon, I woke up when I heard it and then I was like "Jona?" and to my surprize, she wasn't there. So I got up, asked someone to go outside with me, and it was lindsay; just so I could get away from it because its stressful enough knowing that in 4 fucking days will be our birthday; and no one knew really about dash bord, because I know if someone at the time knew.. they would have changed it. But when I was on the balcony I asked lindsay to get my best friend scarlett *<3 her* and she did, and I started to cry because shes the fucking best, and the fact that I started to think about Jona like HxC and I almost had a panic attack, it was so bad. But after I had time to myself... I went back into the appartment, laid on the couch, and guess who was still playing! so yeah I was like "AHHH!!" so I tired to turn on the TV, there was no sound. And I kinda didn't wanna go ask matt how to work the TV because I thought at that time that him and scarlett were like cuddling and being cute and felt kinda scared, but I was like "Well if I knock and not really be loud, maby lindsay or ashley will come and help me, but matt did and he made it all work and then went to sleep somewhere where he had more room? Or something... so I watched cartoons till like 4-5 am, sat on the futon till 7 and fell to sleep and then was woken up at like 7:30? But I <3ted everyone that was there, AnD BRAD SMITH talked to me and it was cool *A-town down*
Well I'm tired, and a bit upset about some things, but its nothing major.
I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.
<3 that book, I think I will buy it.. or get someone to *The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky*
Well I'm tired, and a bit upset about some things, but its nothing major.
I walk around the school hallways and look at the people. I look at the teachers and wonder why they're here. If they like their jobs. Or us. And I wonder how smart they were when they were fifteen. Not in a mean way. In a curious way. It's like looking at all the students and wondering who's had their heart broken that day, and how they are able to cope with having three quizzes and a book report due on top of that. Or wondering who did the heart breaking. And wondering why.
<3 that book, I think I will buy it.. or get someone to *The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky*