I've seen more spine in a jellyfish, I've seen more guts in 11 year old kids
I think I have a lot to say tonight. I feel like writing but I don't know what to write. Maybe I'll start writing a collection of short stories or something. I have no idea what they'd be about though. Oh well. So here I am, my "best friend" hating my guts, single after a six month relationship with a guy across the country, listening to brand new, and being super scared of school. I really don't know what this year is going to bring, maybe I'll grow up more? I just don't want to lose my childish side, the side of me that runs wild in the park, the side of me that sets me free when I'm stressed out. I am scared when I think of this year, its my sophmore year in a new school, I not only have to keep up with grades, but I also have to have friends because theres no need to be lonely [
]. Then theres the homework and all that other crap. Plus I want to be on the Journalism staff, Debate team, and possibly Drama. Ugh I'm exausted just thinking about it all. After going to that orientation tonight at school, I can already tell you and myself that theres NO WAY in hell I'm going to be social like I was last year. Nononono! I honestly cannot be bothered with people hanging all over eachother in the halls, and then hanging all over me. All I need is for them to leave me alone so I can get to my classes and do my best to survive the class.
Then theres the whole dating scene. Oh JOY. There is Mark, who I liked a lot, and so maybe this year I'm going to live by FATE and NO REGRETS! I'm not afraid of being rejected by him anymore, because it doesn't matter as much to me. If he doesn't like me, there are a ton of other guys around here, right?
Rawr. I'm SO TIRED. I might head off to bed soon, or I might start on my short stories. Whichever, I'm done here.
Yours,
Samantha
]. Then theres the homework and all that other crap. Plus I want to be on the Journalism staff, Debate team, and possibly Drama. Ugh I'm exausted just thinking about it all. After going to that orientation tonight at school, I can already tell you and myself that theres NO WAY in hell I'm going to be social like I was last year. Nononono! I honestly cannot be bothered with people hanging all over eachother in the halls, and then hanging all over me. All I need is for them to leave me alone so I can get to my classes and do my best to survive the class.
Then theres the whole dating scene. Oh JOY. There is Mark, who I liked a lot, and so maybe this year I'm going to live by FATE and NO REGRETS! I'm not afraid of being rejected by him anymore, because it doesn't matter as much to me. If he doesn't like me, there are a ton of other guys around here, right?
Rawr. I'm SO TIRED. I might head off to bed soon, or I might start on my short stories. Whichever, I'm done here.
Yours,
Samantha