tralala
fuck you and fuck your shit.
you carry it around in the baggage you constantly carry with you.
out of sight out of mind?
yeah right.
expecting nothing,
but hoping for something.
i think march will always be my favorite month of every year.
i cant remember march 2004,
but march 2005-revolution, spring break, sweet sixteens, innocence
march 2006-hilton chapel/playground, old feelings arose
march 2007-i dont know, but everyone was pretty much happy.
anyways,
i sound like a dumb emo bitch.
haha.
im not.
im just bored.
i cannot wait for new york.
but half of me is like wow its so soon.
august?
its still the middle of may.
two & a half months left here.
that is if i get loans and housing, says my mom.
i might stay here.
i hope i dont.
but i wouldnt mind staying here and taking a semester off.
it sucks being seventeen.
it sucks being so trusting and hopeful.
bah.
oh well.
carpe diem.
what to do today?
you carry it around in the baggage you constantly carry with you.
out of sight out of mind?
yeah right.
expecting nothing,
but hoping for something.
i think march will always be my favorite month of every year.
i cant remember march 2004,
but march 2005-revolution, spring break, sweet sixteens, innocence
march 2006-hilton chapel/playground, old feelings arose
march 2007-i dont know, but everyone was pretty much happy.
anyways,
i sound like a dumb emo bitch.
haha.
im not.
im just bored.
i cannot wait for new york.
but half of me is like wow its so soon.
august?
its still the middle of may.
two & a half months left here.
that is if i get loans and housing, says my mom.
i might stay here.
i hope i dont.
but i wouldnt mind staying here and taking a semester off.
it sucks being seventeen.
it sucks being so trusting and hopeful.
bah.
oh well.
carpe diem.
what to do today?