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Envy me.
well, dont envy.. thats too deadly. but be jealous.. and yadda yada same thing basically i know.
i've had a revolutionary dream, (i have them every so often, when i'm feeling particularly bothered or stressed) which this has caused me to end it all.
end it with him.
end sleepless nights.
end bitching.
end worrying.
end waiting.
end wishing.
end high school drama bull shit.
end it all.
repeat it through your mind a few times.
just end everything and anything that is bothering you.
don't let it go on and on like some hopeful daydream.
just end.
and believe me, for now it may not seem like it.
but the in the end it will all turn out to be a beautiful reality.
surreal almost.
now to the few people i have talked to today this will seem like De ja vou..
Today was the best and the worst day of my year.
we lost our game to valhalla. (which, isnt the worst thing i'm talking about.. the loss came to no suprise)
whoop-dee-doo.
did any one else see it coming?
and it's not like i'm being a Downer Darcey.. i believe our team could be the best. but you have no clue how frustrating it is, to watch these girls play. they could of beat them tonight. we could of all beat them tonight. but thing is, we didnt. we didnt get to where we were supposed too, we didnt get low enough to pass the ball, we werent the girls you see in practice, the ones that are jazzed and ready for tomorrow night's game. we were something, someone different. and Monte Vista here we come, hopefully bigger, better, and more pumped up from when we were last seen exiting the depressing bus.
now, pardon my french. but i have been cussing a lot.
and lately i have been saying to much fuck.
and if you ever heard the "Dane Cook comedy track 'Harmful if swallowed' " you would agree with what he says about the frackin (credit to Gail Jollie) Fuck word.
no other word can beat it.
and to end this journal entry,
and all i have to say is.
i aint no Harlem Black Girl.
(credit to Ciara's driving instructor)
well, dont envy.. thats too deadly. but be jealous.. and yadda yada same thing basically i know.
i've had a revolutionary dream, (i have them every so often, when i'm feeling particularly bothered or stressed) which this has caused me to end it all.
end it with him.
end sleepless nights.
end bitching.
end worrying.
end waiting.
end wishing.
end high school drama bull shit.
end it all.
repeat it through your mind a few times.
just end everything and anything that is bothering you.
don't let it go on and on like some hopeful daydream.
just end.
and believe me, for now it may not seem like it.
but the in the end it will all turn out to be a beautiful reality.
surreal almost.
now to the few people i have talked to today this will seem like De ja vou..
Today was the best and the worst day of my year.
we lost our game to valhalla. (which, isnt the worst thing i'm talking about.. the loss came to no suprise)
whoop-dee-doo.
did any one else see it coming?
and it's not like i'm being a Downer Darcey.. i believe our team could be the best. but you have no clue how frustrating it is, to watch these girls play. they could of beat them tonight. we could of all beat them tonight. but thing is, we didnt. we didnt get to where we were supposed too, we didnt get low enough to pass the ball, we werent the girls you see in practice, the ones that are jazzed and ready for tomorrow night's game. we were something, someone different. and Monte Vista here we come, hopefully bigger, better, and more pumped up from when we were last seen exiting the depressing bus.
now, pardon my french. but i have been cussing a lot.
and lately i have been saying to much fuck.
and if you ever heard the "Dane Cook comedy track 'Harmful if swallowed' " you would agree with what he says about the frackin (credit to Gail Jollie) Fuck word.
no other word can beat it.
and to end this journal entry,
and all i have to say is.
i aint no Harlem Black Girl.
(credit to Ciara's driving instructor)