disappointment and regret colide
I'm understanding. And I am going to back off. Forgive me, I just love your company, my sweet. Just love you entirely. You and your crystal blue eyes. And your wonder-mus hair. The happiness you bring me, and the fun we have. I'm going to back off. I just hope you'll understand because some things you just don't understand.
A friend teased me about my grades. This morning on the bus I decided that this is the grade period where I get all A's. For the first time in my life. I'm going to drop everything else so I can ace it.
I, don't freak out now, haven't been reading. I know, I know. I'm the book worm. I haven't been doing anything I love recently. ((Except, well, you know)). And it's sort of odd. My Talon articles aren't in early before like they usually are. I want to go to the library and take out a huge stack of books. Oh, how I miss that. How I miss that. By now they should have more books in. ((I've read almost everything in my favorite section)).
February 8, 2005.
This is the new year. And I've got nothing accomplished yet. Nothing really notable atleast. I'm ready for excitement. Excitement and change. I'm ready to rebel. And become pretty. I'm ready to be recogonized. Rocogonized as something pretty. But I'm ready to break away from ... asking my parents for everything. But rebelling. I will rebel. Something big will happen, you will see.
You know. Sometimes I think about writing a sweet suicide note in my journal just so people will feel pity and tell me not to kill myself. Hey, then I'd get comments right? Haha. I crack myself up sometimes.
Oh dearies, I'll see you over at myspace.
Happy Mardi Gras
♥
((KM)).
PS How would we feel if I posted all the local events on my myspace?
A friend teased me about my grades. This morning on the bus I decided that this is the grade period where I get all A's. For the first time in my life. I'm going to drop everything else so I can ace it.
I, don't freak out now, haven't been reading. I know, I know. I'm the book worm. I haven't been doing anything I love recently. ((Except, well, you know)). And it's sort of odd. My Talon articles aren't in early before like they usually are. I want to go to the library and take out a huge stack of books. Oh, how I miss that. How I miss that. By now they should have more books in. ((I've read almost everything in my favorite section)).
February 8, 2005.
This is the new year. And I've got nothing accomplished yet. Nothing really notable atleast. I'm ready for excitement. Excitement and change. I'm ready to rebel. And become pretty. I'm ready to be recogonized. Rocogonized as something pretty. But I'm ready to break away from ... asking my parents for everything. But rebelling. I will rebel. Something big will happen, you will see.
You know. Sometimes I think about writing a sweet suicide note in my journal just so people will feel pity and tell me not to kill myself. Hey, then I'd get comments right? Haha. I crack myself up sometimes.
Oh dearies, I'll see you over at myspace.
Happy Mardi Gras
♥
((KM)).
PS How would we feel if I posted all the local events on my myspace?