This is not good
It's a little after 10:30 am, and I am horribly miserable.
After my little rant earlier this week about Westtown, I thought I had gotten it out of my system for the time being, at least until I'm out of here for spring break and can see some of my classmates over spring break.
I had a dream last night. Johanna and her family were living in a slightly warped version of my grandparents' house, and I was staying with them for the summer because something had happened to my family. Everyday, Johanna and I would dress however we wanted (which one day included wrapping ourselves in tapestries) and would constantly go for long walks in the woods, or along the beach... something of that nature. One day, Johanna's grandmother was supposed to leave and go back to her house, but Johanna turned around and looked at me, and yelled "SURPRISE! My grandmother's not leaving today, but I AM for COLLEGE!" She told me not to cry my heart out as she ran past me, and I burst into tears, unable to continue standing up. She ran up the stairs and out the door without looking back.
Westtowners... I need you guys.
Someone needs to do a study on happiness levels of recent Westtown grads.
I wake up, it's a bad dream, no one on my side. I was fighting, but I just feel too tired to be fighting. Guess I'm not the fighting kind. Wouldn't mind it if you were by my side, but you're long gone, yeah you're long gone now... Where do we go now? I don't even know my strange old face, and I'm thinking about those days.
After my little rant earlier this week about Westtown, I thought I had gotten it out of my system for the time being, at least until I'm out of here for spring break and can see some of my classmates over spring break.
I had a dream last night. Johanna and her family were living in a slightly warped version of my grandparents' house, and I was staying with them for the summer because something had happened to my family. Everyday, Johanna and I would dress however we wanted (which one day included wrapping ourselves in tapestries) and would constantly go for long walks in the woods, or along the beach... something of that nature. One day, Johanna's grandmother was supposed to leave and go back to her house, but Johanna turned around and looked at me, and yelled "SURPRISE! My grandmother's not leaving today, but I AM for COLLEGE!" She told me not to cry my heart out as she ran past me, and I burst into tears, unable to continue standing up. She ran up the stairs and out the door without looking back.
Westtowners... I need you guys.
Someone needs to do a study on happiness levels of recent Westtown grads.
I wake up, it's a bad dream, no one on my side. I was fighting, but I just feel too tired to be fighting. Guess I'm not the fighting kind. Wouldn't mind it if you were by my side, but you're long gone, yeah you're long gone now... Where do we go now? I don't even know my strange old face, and I'm thinking about those days.