"Pride will tear us all apart.."

Sep 13, 2004 18:28

I'm not quite sure where to start rather than, well, i guess the basic updates.

My aunt and cousin moved back in with us. We re-did my room..sorta, and if 10 by 10 wasn't small enough, try 10 by 10 with 2 people and a shit load of..well. shit. we haven't quite totally put it back together, the shit's just congigating in the living room at the moment. (well see where that goes..)
I don't know..blah. there's some things i should probably write about, but i don't want to get into them.
School started, a while ago. lol. i'm a little behind on that, eh?
oh and today that fuckin "guidance" counselor of mine, decided that i was in the wrong math class. (i was/am?) in a 10th grade class. but she basically said i was too stupid for it and put me in a freshmann class. i'm quite pissed, and am currently boycotting by just plain not going to either math class. fxck math, man. :(
in a half hour i have drama, i'm debating on whether to go through with it, or little buddy, or lax.. or just say hell, this year i'm going lazy.
if i could summarize high school drama in one sentence, or rather 2 words it would be "immense bullshit." yep, thats it. people need to learn to let go, and lighten up. i've given up on caring in certain elements, i figure as long as i just stick to myself everything will be ok, but does that constitue as me missing out?
i miss the days back in middle school. nothing really mattered, or we were just to oblivous to things, we were all so innocent and noone back stabbed. Reality, wasn't really real..we weren't exposed to the shit we go through now. I miss walking up to my friends house and hanging around just doing nothing, no obligations, just..well.. we were just they way we should be. kids. But i suppose there's no sense in living in the past.
I was considering get our old group together, but i realized that it may just ruin things, it's better to day dream about what was than try and react it. because things like that, they just can't ever be the way they were, and that's what makes those memories so fond..
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