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I feel so utterly, completely gay/useless right now. Re-re-writing my mission statement. Probably sucking as usual. I just want this to be done and over with so I can go home and sleep and never wake up except to eat. Not in like a gay ass suicide way..but it would sum up my two favorite activities and i wouldnt have to think about lame people conflicting my thoughts.
Okay. 5 minutes later. Miss Zooksomewhat unwillingly signed my mission statement. I will bless all your eyes/ears with it now:
I am as free as my world allows me to be. Anticipating the day I move out of my house, town, country. My goals? Live in London and let myself continue to wander the halls of my mind as I wander the pages of my favortie works of literature. I want to have depth, be adventurous, spontaneous, and self-reliant. I dont want to restrain myself in a 9 to 5 job, alone and dull because I was pushed to be something I didnt choose to be. The hallmarks of my life will be the moments I didnt plan for, the confrontations I didnt expect. When I die, I only want to be remembered by a select few who saw me as I really was.
Corny? Gay? Give me input.
I had to turn in my first roll of film today but I wasnt able to. I procrastinated until last night to finish off 36 pictures which is a bad idea. Im gay. what can I say?
Im very frustrated with school right now. Only three weeks in. And Im ready to quit. Im tired of being organized and fitting in time for homework. Im ready to be free again. I wasnt kidding when I talk about London. I seriously want to hack into my parents bank, steal 50 thousand and fly off to Europe, living in hostiles and spending my days in outdorr cafes eating croissants and sipping coffee au laits. Maybe Ill invite Mr Ward to visit me occasionally and I can show him all the quaint little places I found as a native of the city. Go me. Especially in classes like this one do I feel particularly out of place. My only friend? Tia Pagnini. Best friend in 8th grade, very popular now. Kelly Deans-definitely not cool. People in this class laugh at me and make fun of me and Im like "watch out kids...i could get a gun someday'
columbine...coming to a school near you.
haha just kidding. cant even run over the damn bunnies that dash in front of my caR. gOD IM SO FRUSTRATED. whats another word for frustrated......? Defeated.
IM KELLY. IM DEFEATED!
dear god....if you cant kill the other 3,188 gay students at this school..just kill me!
GrrrRRR..should be writing to Nilda. Passion to do so. Laziness is not allowing this to occur. Damn me. Maybe I will come up with funky things to send her. Like a pair of dirty panties. Just kidding. Sick. do you ever get disgusted with what you say? haha just occurred. Okay. farewell.
Okay. 5 minutes later. Miss Zooksomewhat unwillingly signed my mission statement. I will bless all your eyes/ears with it now:
I am as free as my world allows me to be. Anticipating the day I move out of my house, town, country. My goals? Live in London and let myself continue to wander the halls of my mind as I wander the pages of my favortie works of literature. I want to have depth, be adventurous, spontaneous, and self-reliant. I dont want to restrain myself in a 9 to 5 job, alone and dull because I was pushed to be something I didnt choose to be. The hallmarks of my life will be the moments I didnt plan for, the confrontations I didnt expect. When I die, I only want to be remembered by a select few who saw me as I really was.
Corny? Gay? Give me input.
I had to turn in my first roll of film today but I wasnt able to. I procrastinated until last night to finish off 36 pictures which is a bad idea. Im gay. what can I say?
Im very frustrated with school right now. Only three weeks in. And Im ready to quit. Im tired of being organized and fitting in time for homework. Im ready to be free again. I wasnt kidding when I talk about London. I seriously want to hack into my parents bank, steal 50 thousand and fly off to Europe, living in hostiles and spending my days in outdorr cafes eating croissants and sipping coffee au laits. Maybe Ill invite Mr Ward to visit me occasionally and I can show him all the quaint little places I found as a native of the city. Go me. Especially in classes like this one do I feel particularly out of place. My only friend? Tia Pagnini. Best friend in 8th grade, very popular now. Kelly Deans-definitely not cool. People in this class laugh at me and make fun of me and Im like "watch out kids...i could get a gun someday'
columbine...coming to a school near you.
haha just kidding. cant even run over the damn bunnies that dash in front of my caR. gOD IM SO FRUSTRATED. whats another word for frustrated......? Defeated.
IM KELLY. IM DEFEATED!
dear god....if you cant kill the other 3,188 gay students at this school..just kill me!
GrrrRRR..should be writing to Nilda. Passion to do so. Laziness is not allowing this to occur. Damn me. Maybe I will come up with funky things to send her. Like a pair of dirty panties. Just kidding. Sick. do you ever get disgusted with what you say? haha just occurred. Okay. farewell.