You always were and you'll always be...the object of my obsession
[ I'm sorry I've been so bitchymoody lately; I'm starting to remind myself of Hilary, the girl in almost all of my classes who sits around and writes suicide pacts and sucky poetry, then tells me what to do and what not to do and then cries. Okay, maybe that was a WAYYYY exaggerated sentence (well, not the sucky poetry part), but you get the point. ]
[ I really don't want to go to my cello lesson tonite. I have a headache and don't feel like listening to five billion horns while I try to concentrate so I can play sucky cello that sounds nothing like Yo-Yo Ma. ]
[ So this girl, Cameron, took all these different medicines yesterday cause she had a sore throat and her dad told her to take all the pills, and she wasn't here today! I get this stark vision of her sitting in a hospital bed, throwing her guts up while the heart moniter does that freaky straight-line-beepy-thing that it always does in those medical dramas. ]
[ All I feel like doing right now is going back in time to about 3:00 and spending more time with Wade-who-likes-me-back-but-won't-ask-me-out-which-is-getting-on-my-nerves-but-I-love-him-anyway-cause-I-am-weak-and-he-is-funny-and-when-he-sang-sugar-pie-honey-bunch-today-I-swooned. Wow, it's been 3 hours since 3:00? That seems impossible. It was so much fun today in 7th...no bitches and hos could ruin that period for me, I swear. ]
[ So, in essence, it was an okay day until the point where I was driving home and had nothing else to look forward to except the Simple Life tonite and seeing Wade tomorrow, but that's okay. Not really, but I try to convince myself of these things, ya know? ]
[ I really don't want to go to my cello lesson tonite. I have a headache and don't feel like listening to five billion horns while I try to concentrate so I can play sucky cello that sounds nothing like Yo-Yo Ma. ]
[ So this girl, Cameron, took all these different medicines yesterday cause she had a sore throat and her dad told her to take all the pills, and she wasn't here today! I get this stark vision of her sitting in a hospital bed, throwing her guts up while the heart moniter does that freaky straight-line-beepy-thing that it always does in those medical dramas. ]
[ All I feel like doing right now is going back in time to about 3:00 and spending more time with Wade-who-likes-me-back-but-won't-ask-me-out-which-is-getting-on-my-nerves-but-I-love-him-anyway-cause-I-am-weak-and-he-is-funny-and-when-he-sang-sugar-pie-honey-bunch-today-I-swooned. Wow, it's been 3 hours since 3:00? That seems impossible. It was so much fun today in 7th...no bitches and hos could ruin that period for me, I swear. ]
[ So, in essence, it was an okay day until the point where I was driving home and had nothing else to look forward to except the Simple Life tonite and seeing Wade tomorrow, but that's okay. Not really, but I try to convince myself of these things, ya know? ]