Take me back to the start...
Man, recently i've been feelin it.
Ive been grounded during spring break, and although i think i deserve to be grounded, i also believe that i need this break. bad. my grades are slipping, and setting up plans for college just makes me want to give up highschool even more than before. I have decided to go to california with the Berklee sister school, Fullerton, and take my first two years down there. closer to home, nicer weather, closer to the musical atmosphere that is LA. Then after two years i am guaranteed a transfer to Berklee in Boston, where i will have two more years. Im scared yet unafraid; nervous but collected; excited and unenthused. My life here in Marysville seems to be falling apart except for a few pillars. I dont hang around lots of my old friends, which is sad, but i know that i did that to myself by liking different things, and being dedicated to certain things. I cant stand my parents most of the time anymore, even when i know this is the time i should want to be with both of them. they get mad at me for not being home very much, but im sorry, i dont think that zoning out to television in unison is a great use of my time, or anyone elses for that matter. I care zilch about soccer right now, i think now im just doing it to appease my dad. tomorrow i am finally able to play music with my band, due to some great things that worked out. Chentelle is great as always, but its hard not to think about upcoming events. I need the summer release.
I just want to not think about things for a while, but thats exactly the reason why im grounded.
Ive been grounded during spring break, and although i think i deserve to be grounded, i also believe that i need this break. bad. my grades are slipping, and setting up plans for college just makes me want to give up highschool even more than before. I have decided to go to california with the Berklee sister school, Fullerton, and take my first two years down there. closer to home, nicer weather, closer to the musical atmosphere that is LA. Then after two years i am guaranteed a transfer to Berklee in Boston, where i will have two more years. Im scared yet unafraid; nervous but collected; excited and unenthused. My life here in Marysville seems to be falling apart except for a few pillars. I dont hang around lots of my old friends, which is sad, but i know that i did that to myself by liking different things, and being dedicated to certain things. I cant stand my parents most of the time anymore, even when i know this is the time i should want to be with both of them. they get mad at me for not being home very much, but im sorry, i dont think that zoning out to television in unison is a great use of my time, or anyone elses for that matter. I care zilch about soccer right now, i think now im just doing it to appease my dad. tomorrow i am finally able to play music with my band, due to some great things that worked out. Chentelle is great as always, but its hard not to think about upcoming events. I need the summer release.
I just want to not think about things for a while, but thats exactly the reason why im grounded.