for taintedsprings
I've gotta get outta here...
I've been stuck inside this dorm for 3 days. Why the hell would I allow myself to do this, when I have plenty of opportunities to get out...and enjoy myself in this one Starbucks town when no-one else is here? Well I have my own reasons.
I take out my guitar and strum a few notes clearing my mind. I met my roomate earlier, even though I already knew who he was...son of two vampires, Connor. He seemed down to earth, he worked around the subject taht his parents were spawns of evil, but then again, I know all about that. Not about the parents thing...don't even know my parents...not that I want to now. Grew up in an orphanage, now I'm on my own, i'm doing fine.
Just fine.
I had to put on a charade that I was just like everyone else in this insane little town. A perfect little Christian boy who loves the Lord and all that crap. Hope I didn't scare him, didn't wanna make myself look too suspicious. He may be smart. But still I gotta establish a sort of buddy-buddy relationship with the kid if the plan was gonna go through succesfully.
God I'm gonna be sick...
I put my guitar away, and went down to my mailbox in the dorm lobby and saw that I got my schedule...
PSYCH 211 - Psychology in the Media
ENG 212 - Advanced Writing
MUS 314 - Notation
UNIV 111 - Underclassman Representation
Why the hell did I take that last class? I don't even LIKE beign a leader, but the Harts are making me take it...and who am I to argue with them...whatever, the sooner I get my degree, the sooner I can get out of this godforsaken (no pun intended) place, move to L.A. start a band and make it big....with the Harts help of course this could be done sooner than I expect....
I'm bored...I can't stay in this damn room for another fucking minute. I've gotta get outta here.
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I've been stuck inside this dorm for 3 days. Why the hell would I allow myself to do this, when I have plenty of opportunities to get out...and enjoy myself in this one Starbucks town when no-one else is here? Well I have my own reasons.
I take out my guitar and strum a few notes clearing my mind. I met my roomate earlier, even though I already knew who he was...son of two vampires, Connor. He seemed down to earth, he worked around the subject taht his parents were spawns of evil, but then again, I know all about that. Not about the parents thing...don't even know my parents...not that I want to now. Grew up in an orphanage, now I'm on my own, i'm doing fine.
Just fine.
I had to put on a charade that I was just like everyone else in this insane little town. A perfect little Christian boy who loves the Lord and all that crap. Hope I didn't scare him, didn't wanna make myself look too suspicious. He may be smart. But still I gotta establish a sort of buddy-buddy relationship with the kid if the plan was gonna go through succesfully.
God I'm gonna be sick...
I put my guitar away, and went down to my mailbox in the dorm lobby and saw that I got my schedule...
PSYCH 211 - Psychology in the Media
ENG 212 - Advanced Writing
MUS 314 - Notation
UNIV 111 - Underclassman Representation
Why the hell did I take that last class? I don't even LIKE beign a leader, but the Harts are making me take it...and who am I to argue with them...whatever, the sooner I get my degree, the sooner I can get out of this godforsaken (no pun intended) place, move to L.A. start a band and make it big....with the Harts help of course this could be done sooner than I expect....
I'm bored...I can't stay in this damn room for another fucking minute. I've gotta get outta here.
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