stains and bruises bring memories
Your bones are aching,
Your muscles are sore,
You have this acid flowing through your veins taunting your blood with renewal only through the water you aren't drinking...
how does it make you feel to have the picture in front of you without the pieces or the capabilities to put them together if you did find them? You have your squares and circles and you throw them in people's faces, but the slot will still only take triangles (it's never fit your shapes anyways)... I'm waiting for the right anecdote to cure of that shallow meaning you've been giving your life. I'm waiting for the realization it isn't about the puzzle; it's about how you completed it. I'm passionate about that machine... and I'd take the time to help you mold your circle to have three sides, even after putting me through my own puzzles. I'm just still waiting on most of you.
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I’m tired of high school. I’m tired of the hierarchy, the grades, the groups, the rumors, the stereotypes, most of the people.
I’m tired of fearing college admission. The academy forces a student to overwhelm themselves with college preparation. Although done for the good of the student, this stress makes a sixteen-year-old feel insufficient for entering college, even with a 3.5 (low for the academy, high for the average student).
Petty: the kind of issues most high school kids deal with. For the record, I do not have sex all of the time. To my surprise, I’m actually faced with rumors like this. Is my character so distasteful that someone would think I do these acts on a regular basis? Please, save the rumors for the people who act like whores. For the people that go through boys daily. For the people that don’t have the morals to wait for marriage. At least wait until the rumor is actually believable. Sex with Zolton in a shed? Common guys, he doesn’t even have a shed. We’ve been dating for not even four months. Save it for something more logical. Rumors like this spread all of the time, not just with me. Let’s be a little more mature and know about things before you talk about them.
I’m disappointed. The number of decent, genuine people left in high school is dwindling. It’s a shame I have to address these issues. For those-- and you know who you are-- that I still respect (not that respect is valuable to anyone anymore): thanks. Thanks for reading this and already knowing none of the rumors about me are true, empathizing about college with me, and feeling just as sick of high school people as me. I love you guys so don’t think I take any of this for granted.
I am so privileged to have you all, to have a school, to be looking to college for a future, to be alive. I appreciate it all. It’s just that the experience isn’t as sugar-coated as I expected.
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Your muscles are sore,
You have this acid flowing through your veins taunting your blood with renewal only through the water you aren't drinking...
how does it make you feel to have the picture in front of you without the pieces or the capabilities to put them together if you did find them? You have your squares and circles and you throw them in people's faces, but the slot will still only take triangles (it's never fit your shapes anyways)... I'm waiting for the right anecdote to cure of that shallow meaning you've been giving your life. I'm waiting for the realization it isn't about the puzzle; it's about how you completed it. I'm passionate about that machine... and I'd take the time to help you mold your circle to have three sides, even after putting me through my own puzzles. I'm just still waiting on most of you.
***
I’m tired of high school. I’m tired of the hierarchy, the grades, the groups, the rumors, the stereotypes, most of the people.
I’m tired of fearing college admission. The academy forces a student to overwhelm themselves with college preparation. Although done for the good of the student, this stress makes a sixteen-year-old feel insufficient for entering college, even with a 3.5 (low for the academy, high for the average student).
Petty: the kind of issues most high school kids deal with. For the record, I do not have sex all of the time. To my surprise, I’m actually faced with rumors like this. Is my character so distasteful that someone would think I do these acts on a regular basis? Please, save the rumors for the people who act like whores. For the people that go through boys daily. For the people that don’t have the morals to wait for marriage. At least wait until the rumor is actually believable. Sex with Zolton in a shed? Common guys, he doesn’t even have a shed. We’ve been dating for not even four months. Save it for something more logical. Rumors like this spread all of the time, not just with me. Let’s be a little more mature and know about things before you talk about them.
I’m disappointed. The number of decent, genuine people left in high school is dwindling. It’s a shame I have to address these issues. For those-- and you know who you are-- that I still respect (not that respect is valuable to anyone anymore): thanks. Thanks for reading this and already knowing none of the rumors about me are true, empathizing about college with me, and feeling just as sick of high school people as me. I love you guys so don’t think I take any of this for granted.
I am so privileged to have you all, to have a school, to be looking to college for a future, to be alive. I appreciate it all. It’s just that the experience isn’t as sugar-coated as I expected.
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