The Knots in my stomach keep getting tighter.
God, I have no idea what I am feeling. It’s all kind of just total confusion, and dismay. I do not know how to take this all in, or even if I can.
I feel like a complete drama freak, because I am totally petrified at the thought that I’ve worked my ass off the past 13 years, and this “journey” of my public education ends tomorrow.
This is such a huge change, a change I am not quite ready for… Atleast, I do not think I am ready for this.
What if I totally bust my ass on stage? That would be a way to go down in history, and me being my retarded self could most definitely accidentally accomplish that.
I think it would be funnier if it were Kelly busting her ass on stage… Her crabs might get startled a little too much and escape from their home…
Ha, awesome.
So, I have a plastic crab of Zachary’s still floating around my pool…
A dead plastic parrot dismantled underneath the brick grill thing in my back yard…
An Odd Day.
If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on, now,
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.
But, if I stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.
I feel like a complete drama freak, because I am totally petrified at the thought that I’ve worked my ass off the past 13 years, and this “journey” of my public education ends tomorrow.
This is such a huge change, a change I am not quite ready for… Atleast, I do not think I am ready for this.
What if I totally bust my ass on stage? That would be a way to go down in history, and me being my retarded self could most definitely accidentally accomplish that.
I think it would be funnier if it were Kelly busting her ass on stage… Her crabs might get startled a little too much and escape from their home…
Ha, awesome.
So, I have a plastic crab of Zachary’s still floating around my pool…
A dead plastic parrot dismantled underneath the brick grill thing in my back yard…
An Odd Day.
If I leave here tomorrow
Would you still remember me?
For I must be travelling on, now,
'Cause there's too many places I've got to see.
But, if I stayed here with you, girl,
Things just couldn't be the same.
'Cause I'm as free as a bird now,
And this bird you can not change.
Lord knows, I can't change.